Opening Day

Step up to the plate,

It’s the bottom of eight,

The pitcher throws the ball,

Anxiously waiting for the call.

Another throw,

To the seats it’ll go,

The crack of the bat,

That’s where it’s at.

Rounding the bases,

Seeing the smiling faces,

Finally the game is tied,

Fighting to maintain the team’s pride.

Now it’s the top of nine,

Looking in to the catcher’s sign,

Strike one, Strike two, and then strike three,

The final out is the key.Now it’s the bottom of the final inning,

But it feels like the beginning,

Strike out, ground out, then stepping up to the plate,

Hoping that two outs doesn’t mean it’s too late.

The beautiful sound of bat on ball,

Watching it fly over the outfield wall,

All began with the familiar call,

Of the umpire yelling “Play ball!”

Well today is the opening day for Major League Baseball.  Today begins the race for the World Series Title in October.  It is one of the most busiest seasons for any major sports in the world.  With 30 teams, competing in 162 games, over 6-7 months, it is an average of 1 game every 1.36 days.  It is a crazy schedule trying to figure out  what your starting 5 pitcher rotation will be and excepting for the rotation to be moved around a little with injury and other on seen problems that might appear.   

As the season begins I focus my attention on San Diego, my favorite team of all time but gets treated like a farm house team, and then I have the power house Red Sox in my top teams.  Yes i am a BoSox fan and have loved them since the day I turned 9 and received my first Boston Cap.  There was "the Curse" and the year they came back from 3 behind to the Yankees to win it all later in the World Series.  What can I say. Yes I guess you can say I love to see the grass grow as the pitcher finds his pitch and as the hitter patiently awaits that one pitch he can clobber out of the park.  I love the green monster, and all its glory.  I dream of the day I sit a top the wall watching the Red Sox slaughter the Yankees in the playoffs, or going to Petco Park and seeing my Padres try to dig out a win every night in one of the most under rated division in the league.  It is about the winning streaks, the no hitters, and the feeling of being in the bottom of the ninth with 2 out a batter on second and you are down by two.  What is going to happen.  Is Adrian Gonzalez going to step up and hit it out of the park?  Is David Ortiz going to get up and get the ball in play?  Or is it going to end horribly with a strike out or a simple grounder to first?  

Baseball is one of the most emotional sports I have ever played and watched.  Baseball taught me early in life how to work hard for the things you want and made me a better athlete over the years. It is the American Past time, and should be celebrated as such.  The feeling of going into Dodger Stadium for a game and getting the Dodger Dog is just so marvelous and can't be compared to anything in the world.  If you aren't a fan of this spectacular sport then I hope you change your mind someday and enjoy it with me.  But for now all I can say as I end my thoughts for now is..........

PLAY BALLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!