All American Pastime

(View from the terrace behind left center field at Angel Stadium)

There is something so intangible about the game of baseball. It's why so many movies have been made about this beloved sport. There is an energy that pervades all who participate;both player and fan alike. I grew up around Angels baseball here in Southern Califonia. My parents are second generation season ticket holders and I now take my kids to sit in the same seats my grandfather sat in almost 30 years ago. It's a tradition in my family I will always cherish. We sit pretty close to the action, so close in fact that we are keenly aware of every foul or potentially foul ball! Baseball is not my favorite sport to watch (golf is, believe it or not!), but baseball has, as the french say, a "je ne sais qoui" (literally translated-it means "I don't know what") about it that makes me feel like I am a homeless man getting a steak dinner. It's exciting to be at a game. There's hustle and bustle...There's crazy fans...There's the action on the field...And who is that mystery organist spurring us on to more team spirit? Some may never know. When I was little, and was privileged to attend a game or two, I can vividly recall my grandfather sitting next to me. He always brought a chair pad and had an earpiece in one ear so he could stay connected to the running commentary by sports radio. Maybe this thing that cannot be described is the Love of the Game infectiously permeating the air. Maybe it's the history of it all coming together, a nation who in wartime enlisted women to carry on the game, it was loved so dearly! I still can't put my finger on it. But it was amazing to experience this evening.


  1. Your description makes me wish I could have been there! :)

  2. Oh I'd love to be seeing a nice summer game right now--nothing like an evening at the park.

  3. There's nothing quite like it...