Phillies Baseball Academy

The one where the sun is beating down on your head, and the sweat that has escaped from under your helmet is trickling over the neck of your red-and-whites. Yeah, you think to yourself, This is nice sun. This is nice sweat. The smells of the natural turf, the leather of your batting glove, and the dust kicked up by the catcher's cleats fill your nostrils as you squint past the sun to the pitcher's mound.