My dad was a big fan of Japanese baseball. He never missed to watch his favorite baseball games.
He kept on saying that he was an amazing pitcher when he had been young and he loved pitching practice (without a ball) anywhere.
He couldn't help pitching practice when he had to wait for a transportation for example buses, trains etc…and yes he was wearing wooden sandals…! (he tried not to do if there were so many people though…) You can imagine how embarrassing to be with him when he started pitching practice when
we waited for a transportation….but now I miss his pitching…it is nearly one year since he passed