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I admit it

I’ve become a baseball junkie.

When I wrote of baseball season starting up this spring, what I failed to mention is that my life, my spring, summer and fall life would revolve around it.

You see, hubbs is a hound dog about baseball.  No games are missed. None.   So, by default, so was I.

I was criticized recently by someone who told me that she doesn’t believe in following a team just because her husband does.  She’s a big sports fan. Huge. Much more involved than I am. But, in a way, her comment left me reeling because she really was calling me ….  inauthentic.

If she only knew that yes, I might have started out that way, but I’ve long since graduated from just a “follower’s” role.  I might have started as the wife who was busy doing other things while he watched the games. I might have started as the wife who decided to bring her book out to the garage while he watched the games.  I might have started that way, but that’s not where it’s ending.

The shift happened a few summers ago when hubbs dashed into the house to  and he heard my shrieks coming from the garage.   He heard my cheers and when he returned, it was me who “scored” him.   The next shift came when I found myself watching even when he wasn’t home.  

Then, while waiting at the chiropractor’s office Monday, I noted happily that they had the Tigers on in the p/t room. I overheard a patient snap about how much she hates baseball. How boring she thought it was. Her disgust was apparent, even from 20 feet away.   And I felt it, a glimmer of indignation that she’d so casually disregarded the sport I had grown to love.   I didn’t say anything but wished I could say “if you only knew.”  Monday night found me glued and hubbs wasn’t home.   My whoops and hollers drew in our youngest who became transfixed in the bottom of the tenth.

Baseball … it’s like that. For me anyways.

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Baseball?  It’s just a game – as simple as a ball and a bat.  Yet, as complex as the American spirit it symbolizes.  It’s a sport, business – and sometimes even religion.  ~Ernie Harwell, “The Game for All America,” 1955

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  1. There are so many things I had no interest in but learned to love and even miss when they’re not around. Well written.

  2. “Let’s Play Ball”

  3. Sometimes following another person’s interest turns into your own interest…. nothing wrong with that, if you ask me. Glad you are enjoying the playoffs. Rangers are still leading the series, right? Since the Braves are out, I’ll cheer for Texas. Go Rangers!

  4. I love that you were following the game because your husband was a fan! It’s a beautiful testament to your feelings for him that you would join him.

    The same thing happened with my daughters and the Detroit Red Wings. They began watching to spend time with Dad and they’ve grown into fans in their own right. My interest has grown as well although I do have to admit that I will still often times be found reading a book next to him on the couch.

    The bottom line is that we’re spending time together and we’re all honestly supporting the Wings, each in our own way.

    • Thank you for reading between the lines – that is IT exactly.

      Nothing wrong with reading a book on the couch next to him; I still do that sometimes, too. And you’re right, the bottom line is that you’re spending that time together … there is no right or wrong way, it’s like Nike says, “Just do it.”

      Hope you come back again, Sandy! MJ

  5. As a Phillies fan, the season ended for me last Friday night in bitter, bitter disappointment. I tried to watch some of the games over the past couple of days, but it makes me think about the Phils and that only makes me mad.

    Maybe I’ll be able to watch the World Series without getting upset, but I sort of doubt it.

    • I understand and while I hope the Tigers can go all the way I know that I will watch it all to the bitter end. Cheers for your day, MJ

  6. MJ~
    I clicked the link that took me back to your March post and what struck me is what you said about baseball having enough breaks in it to talk to one another. Well, jeez, I may have to switch from watching hockey as it has next to *zero* breaks in it. It’s the one and only sport that is watched in this house (other than college football and that’s because a cousin is an asst. coach).
    The reason why it’s not painful to watch (like golf or something) is mainly because it’s *fast*…You know keeps a person’s attention! That being said. I’ve always detested sports on TV. Live = good. Televised = bad.
    (Ok wait, unless it’s show jumping or a cutting event).
    My husband and son got me started watching that hockey stuff; Unlike you, I don’t watch it when they aren’t around and I have a personal rule: since I am subjected to it (we only have one TV is this house) I root for whoever is the furthest team West! I’m a pill.
    (Sorry I wrote a darn book here – Happy Wednesday!)
    ~d.

    • Yep – we have the time to chat between innings and at commercial breaks, etc. I grew up with Hockey Night in Canada and that’s all that was on; I watched a lot of it .. there wasn’t really an alternative. And even though I played softball as a girl and went to lots of ball games, it really wasn’t until the past few years that I realized I actually enjoy it as much as he does. Cheers to you! MJ

  7. MJ,
    My son played baseball from ages 5 to 21. It was definitely something he gave to me – a love for baseball. There were times when we spent Mother’s Day at a field, there were game balls that he signed and dated for me on those occassions that he either hit a homer or pitched a great game. There were the games between the moms and their sons when I prayed that I wouldn’t embarrass him – (yes I realize that this was a weak prayer but he was an all-star and I felt pressure!) We spent so much time following him around baseball fields that I didn’t even know what other people did in the evenings. It’s ok if you LEARNED to love baseball. Most of us learn to love something besides what we are inately drawn to. And if you are not learning – you’re just sitting still. I say BRAVO to you! Meet you at the field.

    • You are spot on as usual, Renee, when we’re not learning we’re sitting still. Like you, we spent many a weeknight freezing at our boys’ Spring baseball games and sweltering in summer; I played softball in high school but it’s only been in the past few years that I’ve really truly enjoyed myself watching MLB. Meet YOU at the field, I’ll bring the spits! (sunflower seeds for the uninitiated! 😉 ) MJ

  8. I love how you learned to appreciate the sport for yourself (you watch it alone!). I love to play sports, but to watch… still not there yet. I went to a Cubs game a few years ago with my husband and parents. That was a lot of fun 🙂

    • Football season you’ll find me in the kitchen; golf, napping .. but baseball .. ok handsome athletic men in uniform playing a game of pure strategy? Ooh pass the peanuts & beer please.
      Cheers! MJ

  9. cooper

    Nothin’ better than baseball.

  10. My baseball story is strange.My dad died when I was an infant, and I had no brothers.No one I knew played baseball. But for some reason, when I was young, I began watching the playoffs and the World Series. I would sit in front of the tv for every game, with pencil and paper and write down every play!! Why in the world would I do that?! And it continued for years! Hubby isn’t into baseball, but when he’s channel surfing and we pass by a baseball game, it brings back memories.
    Thanks for the reminder today!

    • Have you ever explored if anyone in the family, including your Dad, had played? I just wonder if there’s not a connection there somewhere.

      My Grandfather & his brothers were all good ball players; my Dad & his brothers played well, too. We all played pickup games at family reunions etc … there’s something about it now that I “get” that I didn’t before … it’s the slow, steady strategy coupled with bursts of rapid fire action that I find enjoyable. Thanks for popping in today, Dianna! MJ

  11. I’m not much for pro sports. I tend to be aware of games going on in the background of all the other things I like to or need to do instead. But come playoff time, it gets more exciting and I follow more closely. Yes, I’m a fair-weather fan! And of course, I’m much more invested in any game where one of my kids is playing.

    • Always more invested when our kiddos are in it … but the thing I love about following 1 team is that we develop an affiliation for the players. We have the time to learn their strengths and their weaknesses, their personalities and their quirks.

      Disappointing loss for the Tigs’ tonight but … there’s still tomorrow. 🙂
      MJ

  12. Boy, can I relate to this one! I, too, started out watching professional baseball because my husband was (even though I had always loved the sport and enjoyed watching my sons play). Over the years, though, I have become an avid fan and will watch (or listen on the radio if I’m driving) every chance I get, whether hubby is around or not. Here’s hoping my beloved ST. LOUIS CARDINALS meet up with your Tigers in the World Series!

    • Wouldn’t that be fun? I’m just happy they’ve secured a game this Saturday night! I know where I’ll be .. in the garage with hubbs hollering and ranting with the best of them 🙂
      MJ

      PS hope your allergic reaction settled down!

  13. It would be great if more people could incorporate “me’ into “we” (and vice versa) without losing either or forcing the two to be separate. Thanks MJ
    Sincerely, john

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