REALLY like this thread, and thought we could do one of our own....
For me personally, I have been someone who has moved around ALOT in my 29 years. One of the few constants has been Reds baseball, and going to games, those people are part of my community. You get young/old, rich/poor, etc, all invested in the same thing, and for that night, those differences don't matter.
Many of the best memories of my life have revolved around Reds game. I've traveled all over the country to see them, and it's been frustrating as hell to watch them at times, but the truly special moments will stay with me for a lifetime.
I was in attendance on opening day when Ramon Hernandez hit the walkoff home run. I will never forget the feeling of following the flight of that baseball thinking "could it be? COULD IT BE?" Then, the moment of elation once I realized the ball cleared the fence was truly special. I remember running all over the concourse high fiving everyone. I felt like a young kid again. It was incredible.
I wasn't born yet during the Big Red Machine, and I don't remember 1990, as I was only 8 years old. I have the feeling I missed out on something pretty great, and I'm waiting for a championship team of my own. The day in/day out aspect of the sport, the consistent "drumbeat" are all beautiful things. The Reds are usually in my thoughts 365 days a year. Outside of my friends/family, and maybe something else I'm forgetting, it's my favorite thing in the entire world. I live and die by the results of each game.