Last Wednesday night should have been one of the greatest in Armando Galarraga’s life. On the mound for the Detroit Tigers, he was one out away from becoming only the twentieth person in major league baseball history to pitch a perfect game.
But unfortunately, baseball is a lot like life. Things don’t always work out the way we want them to. The way they’re supposed to. And that was maybe never more apparent than in what happened next.
Galarraga had gotten the first twenty-six batters out, and he was about to get the twenty-seventh. It was just a ground ball to the first baseman. A routine play. The first baseman tossed the ball to Galarraga, who stepped on the bag well before the baserunner.
History. But not quite. Because the umpire called the runner safe.
What happened next was a testament not to just baseball, but the power of forgiveness and grace. The story is over at katdish’s site. Hope you enjoy it.
