I love baseball. It is the perfect game.
It is also the perfect metaphor for life. Think about it: it's a team sport, but half the time, it's up to you alone to perform, (think family, contrasted with your individual existence). There is no fixed time limit (no one knows how long they have). If you're successful around 30% of the time, you're considered to have had a good career (We all struggle with success at varying points). It's difficult to be a stand-out hitter (anything in life worth having doesn't come easy). I could go on, but you get the point.
What do Palestinians have to do with this? Not a lot, except that if I was the GM of a MLB team, I'd have to consider recruiting Palestinian kids as outfielders. They spend all day throwing rocks at tanks and riot police. Think about how that could translate into a Hall of Fame centerfielder.