" Like what?" Like Little League, or summer league baseball, or the Cal Ripken League program." I'm out of town too much to involve myself with coachi...g," I told her."You wouldn't have to coach a team," Alice said. "You could just show up -- whenever you could -- and help with the kids as an informal advisor. Now, these are kids who are really into baseball! They'd eat it up!" I don't know. Their coaches might kind of resent it, the big-deal professional guy, dropping in, lording it over them.". That didn’t matter too much as we were all pretty well trapped in the hotel during the day. At the end of our second day everyone from my office decided to go out for dinner, and then come back to the hotel for drinks and music as a live band was playing in the hotel bar that night. Stay with me sweety, I’m getting there. After eating we found our way back to the hotel and commandeered a table in the bar. It would still awhile until the band started. The guys were pretty much. Just as with the loss of any one of the senses, hearing, touch, sight,smell, etc., with the presence of fear, the missing sense is eitherreplaced with the others, or all of the remaining senses are heightenedand enhanced on an unquantifiable Richter scale. Taste, that familiarand rather infrequent, initial metallic taste from fear, immediately,the saliva in your mouth inexplicably becoming sticky, and just beforethe dry cottonmouth replaces it, when all of the saliva in your mouth isgone where. Fundamentally, we set ourselves on courses of action, and reach points where our options are limited, sometimes to where it comes down to a choice between the lesser of two evils, as it were. And often, we don’t realize we’ve reached those inflection points until afterwards.”For the next hour, we discussed and debated how to make decisions, mostly focusing on how to understand our own selves.“And that’s the point I want to conclude on,” I said. “If you do not know yourself, you can’t truly know.