It’s almost Midnight now and my Redsox are trying to put away the Pirates in the bottom of the 12th inning. Over the last couple of innings, a thought has been tumbling around my mind over a radio interview I listened to a couple nights back on the drive home from work.
The overall interview was about something completely unrelated to baseball or destiny in as much as I have been thinking about it lately. You’ll have to forgive me as I cannot recall the man’s name that had so eloquently put what I’m about to retell so please know these are not my words. So here goes:
Destiny is simply the prison created by the consequences of the choices we make in life.
Interesting little take on it all isn’t it? I think in some ways it speaks to our destinies being unavoidable and inescapable after a certain point in time. Let’s take my Redsox for instance.
They’ve just won the game, it’s only the second game of the season but still, every game counts. Sammy Leone blasted a three-run homer to the monster seats in Fenway. Was he destined to make that hit? Or, was the Pitcher destined to lose on a mistake pitch a little high in the zone? Or, is there any destiny here at all? Is destiny even a thing in today’s world?
What’s your take on destiny?