It's Here, It's Really Here!

The Hubs introduced me to baseball when we first met some 12 years ago (holy crap--12 YEARS?!). Being from western New York, he rooted for, naturally, the Yankees. I pretty much went along for the ride and started rooting for them too.

Then I started actually watching and paying attention. And I started to really love the sport. I can't remember what year it was but the Yankees were in the World Series and I was excitedly watching the game ALONE while Hubs was at a meeting. He came home and I started excitedly telling him all about the game, giving him a play by play account. I was hooked.

It is true that I was a fair-weather Yankees fan at first. But the more I watched, the more I loved my boys. My Jeter! My Jorge!

When I'm not rooting for the Yankees these days, I do also cheer for the Seattle Mariners. Really, I would cheer for almost any team. I just love the sport and it doesn't matter who is playing. As long as it isn't the Red Sox (sorry Michelle!). :-)

One of the most awesome things about living in the desert is that Spring Training takes place here. Sadly, the Yankees don't train here. The Mariners train a bit north of us so I don't get to see them often either. But I love Spring Training because of all that it stands for: warm spring days, hot dogs and beer, skipping out from work early (to go to that afternoon meeting, ahem) to enjoy a day at the ballpark. Spring Training means that summer and the official baseball season is just around the corner. Long, lazy hot afternoons and a baseball game. What could be better?

Why wouldn't anyone not love baseball?