Words and music by Brian Rose. Directed by Adam Chinoy. Featuring The Golden Boyz. Andrew Thompson stars as our youth baseball player.
Text of the statistics in the video:
Every year, 2 million American boys play Little League Baseball. Assume that 400,000 of them are playing baseball for the first time this year... And dreaming of the Major Leagues. At any given time, there are 750 roster spots on Major League Baseball teams. About 540 of those players were born in the United States. The average Major League career lasts five and a half years. Making room for 100 new American rookies every year. About 20 will stay rookies forever Because they will never play a second season. Meaning 80 of those 400,000 American boys will have a sustained Major League career. One in 5,000. (We're part of the other 4,999.)
Level swing, don't aim for the wall. Keep your eye upon the ball. Some days the world is small And in control.
Someday mom and dad Might let you play an extra hour. Someday a girl might kiss you. You might grow up strong to hit for power.
But the fence is pretty far today. Baseball can be cruel that way.
Some days your skill is no avail When seven times in ten, we are just learning how to fail. American dreams never come but they don't go to waste. Some dreams ain't meant to come true; they're just out there to be chased.
Close up shop and head for home, My sunken-eyed and handsome man. Anyone can understand The way you feel.
So, don't try to pretend That you never took that fall. There's some things I believe Are common to us all.
When every man is just a boy Who never made it in baseball.
Some days your skill is no avail. When seven times in ten, we are just learning how to fail. American dreams never come but they don't go to waste. Some dreams ain't meant to come true; they're just out there to be chased.
Keep your eye upon the ball, Make your heroes and watch them fall. At the end of it all, Some things don't change.
Smell of grass, feel of sun. Cracking sound of ash wood. Sometimes I think life... Sometimes life is pretty good.
But there's not much time to play today. Sometimes life is cruel that way.
Some days your skill is no avail. And seven times in ten, we are just learning how to fail. Put your helmet, and come back to the plate. American dreams do not die. There's places where they still wait.