Take me out to the BALL GAME! Take me out to the CROWD!
So let's root, root-root for the ANGELS
Cuz it's ONE! TWO! THREE strikes you're out at the OLD BALL GAME!
Okay, now that that's over. XD
I'll be honest, I'm not a huge baseball fan. My sport is Formula One. But when I get an opportunity to go see the Angels play, I like to take advantage of it. Why? It makes me think of Dad.
I may have mentioned it before, but for those who don't know, my father died when I was twelve of a horrible heart attack. I loved my dad very much, and I think about him a lot.
And Dad was a huge Angels fan, even though they pretty much sucked in his day. He instilled that love of the game in me at a young age.
|Look at me and my tininess!|
|GOSH Rachel, you're such a doofus, LOOK AT THE CAMERA|
And we got the record.
It was pretty dang fun. And we won! The win would make a great story too. Our final batter of the night was a rookie celebrating his Major League debut. For a BRIEF, GLORIOUS MOMENT, he was actually BATTING 1000.
|No, the rookie was not Cowgill. I'm just slow when taking pictures. Note that Perez has 1000 instead.|
And I'm sure Dad's watching from above, hanging out with some REAL Angels, excited that his team won... and his daughter still shows a love of the game. =)
Do you guys watch sports? Do you have any hobbies just because they're nostalgic or connected to a loved one? Share your experiences below!