God Bless America:

The National Anthem: 

Josh Groban at a baseball game

Carrie Underwood at a Seahawks game –

The crowd roaring in this one is my favorite – typical Seahawks!

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Baseball Day

Oh great! Of all days I decide to
wear a dress to school – Baseball day at recess.

I was the last to be chosen for the team.
It came down to the chubby kid and me.
The deciding factor – he had a mitt. My mitt
was the classy knit poncho I decided to
accessorize my groovy little outfit with that morning.

My team captain was the cutest boy in school
who had no time for girls – especially
one certain girl in a dress on his baseball team.
Well too bad! I’ll show him what I could
do in my high fashion baseball uniform.

Yeah, like I would get to display
my skills in deep right field.
This is elementary school, folks.
I was bored, yet beautiful,
just standing there in deep right field.

Everything was going fine.
My teammates were forgetting about
dress girl with a poncho for a mitt until
the best hitter on the other team came up to bat.

He was a switch hitter and had the nerve
to point his stupid bat straight at me!
My teammates showed me their support by
groaning in unison.

My team captain who was playing first base
just glared at me with disgust and shook his head.
Well! Over my dead fashion statement body was
I going to put up with any of them!

First Pitch;
Strike.
I hunkered down getting my poncho ready for its special task.

Second Pitch;
Ball.
Exhilaration caused my dress to shimmer.

Third Pitch;
A hit.
My teammates watched in horror as the ball soared my way.

Oh, but little did they know that looks don’t mean a thing
and this fashion diva had three brothers
who taught her how to play baseball.

I caught that ball with my poncho mitt and
threw it straight and hard to an
opened mouthed, wide-eyed, rather good-looking,
stunned first baseman.

Three outs! End of recess!
Thank you Tim, Steve and Leonard for
giving this diva her baseball skills!
I love you guys!

This is from Jan Karon’s book “A Continual Feast – Words of comfort and celebration collected by Father Tim”

You’ve got to take it one game at a time, one hitter at a time.  You’ve got to go on doing the things you’ve talked about and agreed about beforehand.  You can’t get threee outs at a time or five runs at a time.  You’ve got to concentrate on each play, each hitter, each pitch.  All this makes the game much slower and much clearer.  It breaks it down to its smallest part.  If you take the game like that, one pitch, one hitter, one inning at a time – the next thing you know, you look up and you’ve won.

Rick Dempsey, baseball catcher

Count Down to Baseball Season has Begun!

What people wear to Spring Training:

“Lead the life you love and you’ll love the life you lead”

 4 inch heels!  These were cool black and white checkered numbers!!!

I can hardly contain myself!  I love baseball season and we are off to Phoenix for Spring Training.  If you have never gone to a Spring Training game, you are missing out big time! 

Spring Training games are fabulous. It is like going to watch your big brothers playing their baseball games as a family.  The fields are nothing like the big stadiums.  You are up close and the atmosphere is so laid back, you forget these guys are big money making sports figures.  It’s little league on steroids – oops – did I just say that!

 

 Do ya see the difference! I’m telling ya! You’re not a true fan unless you have been to Spring Training!

 

Take Me Out to the Ball Game 

(1927 version)

Nelly Kelly loved baseball games,
Knew the players, knew all their names,
You could see her there ev’ry day,
Shout “Hurray” when they’d play.
Her boy friend by the name of Joe
Said, “To Coney Isle, dear, let’s go,”
Then Nelly started to fret and pout,
And to him I heard her shout…