Baseball, like any other sport, transcends culture, language barriers, and differences.

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In 2o17, walking home from the beach I spotted a baseball field with goats, rocks, and holes.

 

To my surprise, kids were playing barefoot and shirtless under the Cuban sun. I could not resist the urge to ask if I could play with them. 

 

I noticed the genuine love and passion the kids had for the game. No one wanted to be anywhere else except playing baseball.

 

It didn't matter if they were barefoot, had no glove, or even a hat. They just wanted to play. 

 

I reflected on my childhood, we never had to worry about if we would have cleats to wear, a field to play on, or if there was even going to be a league.

 

This reflection culminated in the creation of the Cuba Baseball Foundation. I am extremely proud and grateful we have been able to bring smiles to these children through CBF.

 

It has not been easy, but every effort has been worth it.