There's one person I have watched more baseball games with than anyone else.
There's one person I have talked about baseball with more times than anyone else.
There's one person I always know is willing to talk about baseball at any time, including during Christmas time.
When a big trade happens, he's the first person I call.
When a great catch is made or a big home run in the playoffs is hit, I need to know his take.
In college we went on baseball trips together where we would see 3 or 4 different stadiums in a weekend.
We cried together watching Ken Burns' Baseball.
We jumped off the couch together when Hendu hit his homer.
We poured over the box scores together
When the insane baseball coverage in 1995 prevented him from seeing the extra innings Red Sox/Indians Game 1 of the Division Series, I gave him the play by play over the phone.
Two days before my wedding (in the picture above) we went to Oakland to see Game 2 of the Division Series between the A's and Red Sox.
Over the years we've seen games together in 17 stadiums.
Fenway Park
Yankee Stadium
Shea Stadium
Stade Olympique in Montreal
Skydome in Toronto
Three Rivers Stadium in Pittsburgh
Cleveland Stadium in Cleveland
Jacobs Field in Cleveland
Tiger Stadium
U.S. Cellular Field in Chicago
Wrigley Field
Milwaukee County Stadium
Riverfront Stadium in Cincinnati
Dodger Stadium
Oakland Collesium (before and after the renovation)
AT&T Park
Candlestick Park
And that isn't even counting minor league games in New Haven, New Britain and San Jose.
He's my best friend in all baseball matters.
He also happens to be my dad, but that's just a coincidence.
Happy Birthday dad. One of these days we'll be adding to that list of stadiums, and bringing two new baseball fans with us.
That's a great post. You didn't mention what happened when the ball rolled under Buckner's legs.
ReplyDeletevey nice "coincidence" and tribute to your Dad . . . Happy Birthday to your Dad !
ReplyDeleteWhen people ask me why I a Chicago Cubs fan, I tell tell "Cuz I'm a legacy.". My dad would haunt me from the grave. I also called him that May day in 1998 when Wood threw 20, just to make sure he was watching. He's the only person I thought of! Happy Birthday to your Dad!
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