“It could have been easy for Orv Franchuk to dislike or even hate baseball right from the very start.
Growing up on the farm near Wandering River, he remembers being six or seven years old when his older brother would drag him outside to play “catch.”
The youngster would get placed in front of the garage door while his hand-eye coordination developed, which made for some bruises on his shins and shoulders.
“I’d be crying and go into the house and get cleaned up by mom,” Franchuk told Alberta Dugout Stories: The Podcast. “My dad would push me back out there.”
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