Every time I have a hit, I buy a Rolls.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If I don't get hits, I don't get hits, but I'm trying to get hits.
My dad made these dough balls and covered them up with a cloth in front of a gas fire, which was stuck on a wall. They were rising. In my head, I think they were the best rolls I've ever had. If there was a starting point for me, that was it.
I could always hit. I learned to hit with a broomstick and a ball of tape and I could always get that bat on the ball.
I was kind of a slap hitter, trying to get base hits, hit line drives, stay below a certain trajectory with my ball.
But hitting is so crazy. You feel great today and get three hits. And the next day you show up and it's, 'What happened to my mechanics? Where's my swing?' Sometimes I even Google it and the search comes up with no results.
Most of the hits I take come on top of the shoulder pads.
I bought all the stuff, but nothing was as satisfying to me as using the Rolleiflex because it was one shot.
I don't have a Rolls. I don't have a jet. That's not me.
My hits are not hits.
I just roll with the punches.