We love baseball, the smell of the green grass, the dirt blowing in the wind and the smell of fresh popcorn and hotdogs.
We love baseball when you get out there and the stands are full and everybody is cheering. It is like everybody in the world came to see you. Inside that, there are the players in there yakking it up and the pitcher throws and you’re looking for that pill and suddenly there is nothing else in the ballpark but you and it. Sometimes when you’re feeling right and there is a groove there and the bat just eases into it and meets that ball and when the bat meets that ball you can feel that ball just give and you know it is going to go a long way. Darn, if you don't feel like you’re going to live forever.
The smells and sounds of the game intoxicate us. We know any day has limitless potential to turn into a summer classic. Every pitch may connect us to part of Baseball lore spanning the generations of fans. Our excitement is uncontrollable. The game is played outside, during the best time of year. The nature of the game allows you to talk to your friend, or neighbor without worrying about missing the game, while enjoying another beautiful day. Unlike most other sports, baseball has no time limit. Nine innings can last a lifetime. But, on a beautiful summer day, we all hope it will last forever.
We love baseball because we live every day with our team. We grind through slumps with our hitters; feel the agony of errors, argue balls and strikes, and labor pitch after pitch. We identify with players over the course of the season, root for the new kid, and say goodbye to the old veterans who were once our heroes. We understand the beauty in pitching inside, brushing back the hitter, only to set him up the next time he comes up with the backdoor cutter. A beautifully executed bunt/suicide squeeze makes us happier than a home-run. We understand the difference between a 6-4-3, and a 5-4-3 double play, and we appreciate it every time. We second guess the coaches to a fault, and question why they didn't stretch the starter another inning or batter, or why didn't he go to the bullpen earlier. It can be such a slow, and boring game for some, but to all of us, it is one of the most beautiful displays of strategy and gamesmanship ever born.
Kris Wright, Website Administrator