In July 2012, I wrote Not Being Frank for a Moment . . . this post is a postscript to that one.
Warning: The photo captions contain V-bonics . . . just to brighten your day.
I’m just a young kid with a dream . . . but my childhood dream of pitching in the Majors didn’t quite pan out.
My middle name is Anthony, by the way. Can you believe that? Please tell me I’m better looking than this guy.
So to put any confusion to rest, as God is my witness –
I have nevah evah played baseball for the Major Leagues.
And as God is my witness –
I have nevah evah committed a sexual offense.
I am the other Frank Viola . . . just a kid with a dream. The Italian guy who loves the Lord Jesus and whom Jesus loves back with great affection. The guy who is trying to glorify God with my life, my words, and my heart – however imperfect and frail they may be – the best I know how.
Just a kid with a dream, my friends, just a kid with a dream.
Two sad cheers for mistaken identities.
This message has been approved by the real Frank Viola . . . a.k.a. Frankie V.