Re: Why do you love baseball?
Waking up at daylight and rushing to the window to see if it's raining and if you can play today.
Bursting out the door right after breakfast, sliding your glove over the handlebars and peddling down the road with your bat on your sholder, heading for the vacant lot.
Playing catch, pickel, pepper, fantastic catch...... hanging out all day with your buddies talking about baseball.
The sound of spikes clacking on the concrete or wooden dugout floor. The smell of freshly mown grass. The tactile pleasures of the glove, the catchers gear, the uniform stitching.
The butterflies of anticipation and sheer joy as the first pitch grows near.
The laughter of your teammates. The incredible rush when you make a nice play or get a hit.
Rushing home to catch the game on TV, or listening on the radio out in the front yard. Falling asleep with a transistor radio on. Getting busted in class running an earpiece up your sleeve to catch a day game of the World Series.
Moving away, and searching USA Today for any nugget of information you can get on your team. Watching other teams in other parks as you travel.
Finding the internet, and discovering a whole world of information and opportunity to learn more. Making friends you'll likely never meet in such an unlikely venue as RedsZone.
Watching games on Extra Innings, finally able to see all the players nearly as often as you want, something fans of earlier generations didn't dream of.
Watching young players grow and develop, helping the ones you have the good fortune to be involved with.
Passing on your love and whatever knowledge you've gleaned from a lifetime of fascination with the greatest game ever invented.
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
~ Mark Twain