ubba Starling couldn't hide the tears. Eyes red and a bit swollen, he squinted under the high Kansas sun.
Everyone nearby, as usual, studied Bubba. It's habit. Look away, and you might miss something incredible. But here in this outpost of Pittsburg, some 100 miles south of home on a calm spring evening, they saw a new side of the 18-year-old phenom.
His adolescence was fading.
Minutes after Bubba's final game in a high school uniform, he stood torn between the ...
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