I've always fancied myself a humble guy. A dreamer with a healthy sense of self you could say. For example, I always assumed I would get drafted to play in the MLB. However, I didn't get too crazy, my dream was realistic, I wanted to be a middle of the road relief pitcher. There are so many relief pitchers in the MLB so I thought surely I could fill one of those spots.

Another reason I was confident in my dream of playing in the MLB was because of the fact that it was out of my hands. I wasn't old enough and I just simply hadn't been discovered yet. I just need to wait, I reassured myself, the MLB will come find me.

Unfortunately, now there are players in the MLB younger than me. No longer can I blame my lack of MLB superstardom on my age. Now there is no other excuse except for my lack of any actual talent.

The revelation isn't all bad, though, I've learned something. I believe men of all ages would agree that the first time you actually feel old is when professional athletes start to be younger than you.

It really is a crazy time in a man's life. There are NBA players three years younger than me. There are famous rappers even younger than that. It is this age gap that forces a man to confront the harsh truth that he is not going to be a professional athlete or rapper (although I am working on a mixtape). When people younger than you are making such moves, you have no choice but to acknowledge that it is your lack of skill, not your age, preventing you from superstardom.

That's not to make you feel hopeless or aimless. There are cases of guys blossoming late in life. I mean, after all, there is a Kevin Costner movie about a 45-year-old relief pitcher, so clearly it's possible.

This shocking revelation of skill (or lack thereof) and mortality does not have to be depressing. If you still want to make it to the MLB, start training and working toward your goal. After all, you have until the age of 45 according to Kevin Costner.