Life's A Dance, You Learn As You Go  May 02, 1994|By Bob Greene.
GREENVILLE, S.C. — If you want to, you can pick out small
details to try to describe what this feels like.  There's the BC
Headache Powder sign in the baseball park, blue lettering on a
white background, right next to the yellow-and-blue Yoo-Hoo soft
drink sign, telling you that this is the minor leagues before a
player even walks onto the field.  There's the country music
playing from the park's loudspeaker system, welcoming the
customers from the surrounding counties as they arrive for the
night's game: "Life's a dance, you learn as you go. . . . "
There's the local high school girl whose job, every night of the
season, is to take a blue grease pen and fill in the starting
lineups for both teams on an erasable board near the ticket
window. She has finished all the names of the hometown
Greenville Braves, and now she is working on the lineup for the
visiting team. She writes the batting order, last names only:
Brady, the second baseman; Cough