NEW YORK — A simple photo, a simple slogan: “Big dreams start small.” But few people expected that behind the mischievous smile of the boy in the Little League shirt of the past years was the beginning of a living legend – Aaron Judge, the giant wearing the number 99 jersey of the New York Yankees.
The old photo of Judge as a young man in a Colorado Rockies uniform has become an inspirational symbol. Besides, the image of Judge today – standing firmly in the aura of Yankee Stadium – is living proof that: the American dream not only exists, but also shines brightly on the field.
But Judge is not alone.
The collage also shows many other young talents: from ambitious faces in high school uniforms, to young players rising in the Minor League – all are on their own journeys, continuing the ideals that monuments like Judge have initiated.
The Next Generation of MLB – A New Wave?
With his confident smile, powerful swing and indomitable spirit, Judge is not only an MVP – he is an ideal role model. And now, thousands of boys wearing baseball caps on the field across America can confidently say: “If Aaron can do it, so can I.”
“Start small. Dreams have no limits, if you dare to hold on to them every day.” – an inspirational quote from Judge himself that was widely shared on social media along with the above series of photos.
From boys with dreams in their eyes to stars on the podium, the journey can be long and arduous – but as Aaron Judge proves: it all starts with just… a glove, a ball and an undying belief.
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