My path to the pros
Angels ace C.J. Wilson recalls the days before he got paid to play
I remember playing Wiffle ball with my dad in the backyard when I was 2. Well, I don't really remember it as much as I've seen a bunch of photos of me hitting a ball and throwing it. I didn't play organized baseball until I was 9, fourth grade, which, keep in mind, is pretty late. But we couldn't really afford to do it before that, and since my brother and I are just a year and a half apart, when I could play, he could play too. We don't have school leagues in California, ...
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