There’s something magical about sitting in a ballpark routing for your favorite team. It’s everything, from the sound of ball hitting the bat, the 7th inning stretch Cotton-eyed Joe, to the sound of the crowd cheering after a homer. In case you can’t tell, I love baseball. In fact, my first baseball game that I ever attended was when I was about 5 months old. I was an avid fan growing up, affectionally
calling the Orioles “Oreos” while simultaneously knowing every player in the starting line-up’s name, number, and position. As I’ve gotten older and gotten busier, I don’t watch baseball as often as I used to, mainly to spare Morgan (who hates baseball). There’s still nothing like opening day and the thrill that it brings. No matter how old I get, I will forever love opening day!
In honor of the big day this past Monday, the photo is a throwback from when Morgan and I went to a baseball game a few years ago!! If you love baseball, who’s your team and what’s your favorite game day tradition?