日本語版はこちら This time three years ago, I was literally working a 9-to-5 job. Actually, it was more like a 5-to-3. Five in the morning to three in the afternoon. This was in 2020, after the minor league season was canceled. I had moved back home from spring training in Jupiter, Florida, to my parents’ place in El Segundo. And at first it was sick. I’d wake up, throw on some sweats, and head over to US