It was the summer of 1999, and Nick Adenhart and I were both just beginning to hone our separate crafts.
Adenhart was a 12-year-old pitcher on the Halfway Little League All-Star team, and even at that young an age, his name already was being used in tones of awe. “Hey, are you going to see Adenhart pitch tonight?” Soon enough, that question would become the chorus of Washington County baseball.
I was a 19-year-old part-time sports correspondent for The Herald-Mail, armed with a notepad, a scorebook, a love for sports, some ability to put words together (how much ability is up for debate), and not a whole lot else.
I first saw Adenhart pitch at National Little League in a Maryland District 1 11-12 All-Stars playoff game. Everyone there told me before the game that I was in for a treat. They were right.