“My father passed away when I was 19,” Tony Renda said the other day, standing outside the home dugout at Class A Potomac. “He was 56. July 18, 2010. He was a contractor. He built homes — custom homes — for 20 years. He played ball in high school, but never went to college. Neither one of my parents went to college. He built homes and wanted to build them perfect, and wanted to build his sons perfect, and wanted us to be perfect on the field in an imperfect game. He demanded perfection, which is okay with me.”
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