When I walked into Game 1 of the AppleSox playoff series with Corvallis Saturday night, it was business as usual. Just copying down the lineups and getting ready for the game. Sox minority owner Ken Osborne sidles up and asks if I would mind throwing out the ceremonial first pitch for the game.Mind? Hell, I’d love to. While waiting my turn to hopefully not embarrass myself, I had the foresight to hold the ball in my left hand so the sweat wouldn’t wet up the ball too badly. All I wanted to do was not throw a five-hopper. That’s embarrassing for anyone, much less somebody with baseball experience.I walked out to the mound as the mispronounced my last name and said I was from Nevada instead of New Jersey, but who’s counting. I toed the rubber, not one thought of throwing from the foot of the mound. Too much pride for that. I let it go, and it was a high strike, but still a strike. What an experience.