Hi, Jaded!
With that out of the way, I wanted to take the opportunity, before I get into full swing with post after post about how the Mets are making my blood pressure go off the charts, to explain to you my obsession with the sport. The following is taken/revamped from a previous blog post, written during the 2008 post-season after my team CHOKED yet again, that should clarify it all for you:
My love of baseball has nothing to do with the home team or the stats or even the players that make me swoon (I see you Johan!).
It's the stolen bases, the double plays, the grand slam home runs, the outfielder diving to catch the not-so-easy out, and then playing the rest of the game with a stained uniform- a badge of honor that stain, a reminder of his heroic feat.
It's the crowd booing the umpire, it's the coach getting kicked out of the game, and it’s the empty-dug-out fights on the pitcher's mound.
Shut out games, no-hitters, extra innings, 3 men on 2 outs and 2 strikes in the bottom of the ninth... you hold your breath, and the man at bat knows it feels it and the fate of his team rests........on..........this..........next........pitch
The crowd follows the ball... will the outfielder catch it or will he let it fall? Will it leave the park or bounce off the wall? Fans keep watch with hearts stuck in their throats...
It's watching the older guys pull miracles out of aching bodies, and the young’uns making themselves known
It's the peanuts & crackerjack & hot dogs and beer
It's the 7th inning stretch
It's wearing your favorite player's jersey proudly on your way to the game, and for me and mine...
...it's being able to pass down your love for the game to the next generation.
I love you baseball, whether my team wins or not.
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MetsWatch '09: W33-L34-GB2.0
Next game: 6/22/09 VS. STL @ Citifield, Tim Redding (#44, 0-2 for the season) pitching
5 comments:
Bah! I'm a Yankee fan myself. Just how mad were you when Castillo dropped the ball in the subway series! ROFL!!!
Oh yeah... I will talk mess all day with you. I won't dish what I can't take. I think we'll be fast friends. Whether it's on the 2 train or the 9.
that was so low and uncalled for
*takes ball and goes home...crying*
but there is another series at Citifield... all I can hope for at this time is to not get swept at home. SHUT IT!
Look at my Avi :-P >>>>>>>
ugh... not another one :-/
You know you're not alone with the METS love. I ride or die for my team and I will force CJ to drink the METS in like its his laugh drip drop of water.
Just like my mama did! :)
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