|I still love baseball! Really!
This week our office got to take an afternoon off and go to Downtown Indianapolis to see a minor league baseball game, the Indianapolis Indians (AAA affiliate of the Pittsburgh Pirates) and the Louisville Bats (AAA affiliate of Cincinnati Reds).
You'd think that I would be double giddy with excitement - baseball and afternoon off work. Hey, even triple giddy - free food before the game.
I am getting old.
I really liked being at the ballpark, but it felt strange. I felt quiet. There were hardly any kids. School is back in session (why in mid August is another gripe). I didn't feel like cheering. Maybe that had something to do with the fact that the Pittsburgh Pirates are nothing to cheer about, let alone their minor leaguers. Oh, I miss the day.
Anyhow, I remember when I'd go to ballgames before having to grow up. I'd cheer, boo, and lose myself in the moment. Now I've been to one game a year for each of the past two years, and we talk business.
Next year, somehow, someway, I'm going to get my kids to some game somewhere.
And I'll cheer.