Editor's Note: The following post is a part of the 2013 Purple Row Writer Search -- our quest to find some great new contributors to Purple Row.
When I was young, baseball was far too slow for my racing mind. The wait time between pitches, the endless foul balls, and the countless routine outs were equivalent to watching paint dry. It was so anti-climactic and frankly, boring, that to me at the time, baseball might as well have been called professional catch.
I enjoyed going to the ballpark, it was an experience. There were so many people, awesome attractions and funny videos and games the announcer would lead. My family and I went to a couple of Sky Sox games and Rockies games. However, I was more preoccupied with what seemed to be the greatest tasting hot dog I had ever eaten then the actual game going on.
Like so many other non baseball fans in the Denver area, my first real interest in baseball did not come until the Rockies made the World Series. Yes, go ahead and call me a bandwagoner, thats fine, but the energy in Denver was different then anything I had ever experienced. The 16th Street Mall was a sea of purple and black, going to the store people would stop and talk to complete strangers about the Rockies success. There was a great sense of community, we all thought we were witnessing something special. A true underdog tale, that was dashed in the same fashion I had always seen baseball, anti-climatic.
My interested veered again away from baseball. I looked at the box scores just enough to see if the same magic would be recreated from the World Series run. It hasn’t happened, and doesn’t look promising for the near future.
Then last year, I discovered fantasy baseball. Fantasy baseball was perfect. It was the ultimate strategy fantasy sport. Although, I drafted my team with the little knowledge that I had gained in my minimal research, within the first month I was hooked. I followed every gamecast and even watched started to watch a little bit. That led me to understand the strategy that came with the real thing, how important the match-ups were and how climatic baseball actually was. I realized that every pitch could be a turning point in the game. In short, everything about it was awesome.
I don’t know too much about baseball’s history, but last year seemed to be one of the most exciting in history. It showed me baseball’s parity with the Oakland A’s beating out the powerhouse Texas Rangers and Los Angeles Angels. The Baltimore Orioles showed me how quickly a game can turn and how exciting baseball could be. There were more storylines than I could ever imagine. It had finally hit me, baseball was fun and exciting.
This year, I will be there from spring training to a potential World Series game 7. I will be more interested in batting averages and pitch counts then an eight dollar hot dog. This season brings many storylines along with it, too many to name. Some of the stories I’ll be following are who is going to take, what seems to be the ultra competitive NL East? Are the Blue Jays signings going put them over the top? Who will be the team no one is talking about that sneaks into the playoffs? There are so many unanswered questions that only time can answer. This will be my second season truly following baseball, and I can’t wait.
A massive sinkhole was discovered at the Birmingham Barons new stadium.