Saw this at Primer, and I have to link it here for you to see too.
At four I was like that, but a Pirates fan, but not as smart as Elias Eberman. I didn't have a five-seam fastball at that age. I didn't develop my own pitches until later. By the age of six or seven, my signature pitch was the "dustball." I'd go to the back of the mound and load up the whiffle ball with loose dirt. It would spray out as a cloud on the way to the plate.
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