I toss the rounders ball up and catch it. It feels like a fruit. I toss the baseball. It feels like a rock.
Then the game crossed the Atlantic.
Outside the barn, the rain has stopped. I put the rounders ball back in its box. It rattles around, lonely. I put the baseball on my shelf, next to a faded glove. It just sits there, waiting to be thrown through a window. rounders ball vs baseball
Some say the Americans took one look at the rounders ball and found it weak . Too soft. Too fair. In the 1840s, Alexander Cartwright and the Knickerbockers started tinkering. They made the ball harder, wound tighter—cork core wrapped in yarn, then leather. And those stitches. Oh, those famous red stitches. They raised them like a scar. I toss the rounders ball up and catch it