Baseball

     I have never really been into sports. The last time I enjoyed playing gym in school was 6th grade before we moved into junior high. I actually really liked it. Especially the field days which were nothing like they are today. We had clear winners and losers. And it was fun. We even got awarded ribbons for the first 5 places. Somewhere, I still have the ones I won. It was awesome. Maybe some feelings got hurt, but we learned to take it. And what the heck is wrong with a little compitition anyway?
     I remember playing baseball in elementary school but I did not like it very much. I think we had to play softball for a bit every year in high school too. I knew I wasn't good at it and didn't like it. I would hide out way back in the field where I knew I'd never have to do anything. When it came time for hitting I always made sure I was at the end of the line and barely ever got up to bat. We never stayed in order. The gym teacher usually didn't notice. The girls who liked to hit, hit more and that was fine with them too. I also made sure I used all three unprepareds I could get in a quarter without failing. This was also when grades were simply pass or fail for gym. So no one was the wiser save me and the gym teacher. And of course the other girls who weren't into sports and figured out the system too.
     I had never even watched a baseball game by the time I met my husband. He, the obsessive Yankee fan. I started watching and learning for him. To impress him. I read the paper about it too, so I would look smart, and know what I was talking about. He taught me most of the rules and everything. I think he liked that. The first Yankee game we ever went to together he told me that if they lost I could never go again. I knew he was serious and wonder what would have come had they lost. We wound up getting married at Yankee Stadium. Had they lost that first game way back when I wonder where we would have been married.
     I am definitely not as crazy about baseball at he is. I do enjoy watching it. I won't always put it on as it is a damn long season. There are other things to watch and do over the course of 7 months. I watch the most at the beginning of the season, when it's been awhile and I've missed it, and of course at the end, when the games mean the most. Maybe that doesn't make me the obsessive crazy fan he is and would like me to be, but if I'm dealing with the kids and house and he gets to sit and watch instead shouldn't that make him happy?  
     That first game we went to we went in with a group of friends for the free bleacher seats they gave out that day. We got there early enough to get in but it was a little crazy. I have no idea how many games I've been to since that first one. Rob could tell you and give you all the stats about them too. We now get a Sunday season ticket package every year. A long way from those free seats in the bleachers. With four kids and two seats each game we make a schedule of who goes to what game with Rob. He of course goes to all of them. He's also the one who'll drive there so he has to.
     I try to make sure I get to two games. One of the first and one of the last. I know Rob wants to add more seats to our package when we can. But I like that we still get to go by ourselves. Some of those early games we went to when we were dating he would always invite other people along and it always pissed me off when someone actually came. I never got why he couldn't just go with me. So now I make sure it's just me at least once or twice a year. Payback still for those times it should have been just me but he wouldn't let it be.