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Summary:

The video is a song about the speaker's "old man" and the lessons he learned from him about life, using baseball, music, and the father's experience in Vietnam as central themes.

Key themes and memories include:

*Vietnam Experience:* The father carried a weight, never asked forgiveness, and came back to a country that "didn't clap," which caused him to learn "peace the hard way". His silence held the memory of the "jungles of Vietnam".
*Baseball Lessons:* The father and son bonded over baseball, which "always made it right" even when they disagreed on other things in life. The father taught the son resilience and patience, using the metaphor: "You can't call every pitch, but you can stand tall and swing like you mean it".
The father also said: "Second chances were part of the game".
He taught the son to "learn patience when you strike out" and "learn resilience when you walk it out".
*Music and Strength:* The speaker recalls Saturday mornings with vinyl spinning, featuring CCR, The Beatles, and Simon and Garfunkel. The father believed that "every song's got something to say," and that "strength ain't loud, love don't beg, it shows up steady and unafraid". He also stated that "the greatest wins ain't medals or scars. It's the lives you change, it's who you are".
*Overall Theme:* The speaker learned "how to live" and "who I am" from "Vietnam, baseball, music, and my old man". The speaker concludes with a final message to his father, "Pops," about a double to the left-center gap and a promise to "see you when I arrive".


Lyrics...

“Left‑Center Gap”

I was three years old, but I still remember
That look in his eyes, sharp but gentle
Jungles of Vietnam lived behind his silence
He carried the weight, never asked forgiveness
Came back to a country that didn’t clap
No parade, no thanks, just a slap
So he learned peace the hard way
Learned strength doesn’t need a thing to say

He never told the stories out loud
But I felt every one somehow

He said, Son, you can’t call every pitch
But you can stand tall and swing like you mean it
Life throws heat, curves you don’t see
But you keep your feet, trust what’ll be
From the crack of the bat to the sound of guitars
He taught me who I already was
Yeah, I learned how to live, learned who I am
From Vietnam, baseball, music — and my old man

We didn’t agree on everything in life
But baseball always made it right
Dusty fields, long summer nights
Backyard dreams under broken lights
On that field, I felt ten feet tall
Like nothing in this world could make me fall
He never doubted when I stepped up
Just crossed his arms and said, That’s my son
Pre‑Chorus
Win or lose, he stood the same
Second chances were part of the game

He said, Son, you can’t call every pitch
But you can step in strong and swing through it
You learn patience when you strike out
Learn resilience when you walk it out
From the crack of the bat to the sound of guitars
He taught me who I already was
Yeah, I learned how to live, learned who I am
From Vietnam, baseball, music — and my old man


Saturday mornings, vinyl spinning slow
CCR, Zeppelin, that old radio
Beatles harmonies filled the house
Simon and Garfunkel, no rush, no doubt
He said every song’s got somethin’ to say
Every melody shows you the way
Even when the world feels outta tune
There’s a rhythm if you just listen to it

Strength ain’t loud, love don’t beg
It shows up steady and unafraid
The greatest wins ain’t medals or scars
It’s the lives you change, it’s who you are

He said, Son, you can’t call every pitch
But you can swing with heart and conviction
Life gives losses, but grace too
And a chance to start again — that’s true
From war‑torn nights to a six‑string song
To right‑field bleachers where love lives on
Yeah, I learned how to live, learned who I am
From Vietnam, baseball, music — and my old man


Hey Pops…
Double to the left‑center gap, one out
I’m standin’ on second, lookin’ home
You know me — I’m gonna score
Save me a seat in the cheap ones, right field side
Best view in the house
I’ll see you when I arrive

Love you, Dad… rest easy
Little E — signin’ off, for now