Fathers playing catch with sons

August 13, 2009 |

This is my first blog post.  Hopefully the first of many.  I will typically discuss baseball topics in this blog, but I will occasionally address life issues and other topics of interest.

It’s only Wednesday night and this week has already left me mentally exhausted.  My Wife is currently 12 days past due with our second child (first girl) and my Father had a triple bypass this morning.  Needless to say my brain is fried and my nerves are a bit frayed.

My Dad is recovering nicely, but he’s been on my mind a lot over the past 36 hours.  Many of the memories that came back to me were set in Memorial Stadium or Camden Yards.  I keep picturing the 2 of us walking into Camden Yards for the first time and the sense of awe that rushed over me.  We attended the exhibition game against the Mets before the 1992 Opening Day and the sight of that lush green grass with the Warehouse in the background is still vivid 17 years later.

In the years that have passed since that day the Orioles have spent most of those seasons in the AL East cellar.  The team that was once the soundtrack of Summer is now often nothing more than background noise.  The new memories that my Dad and I create are now most often centered around Ravens victories.

As I await the arrival of my daughter, cherish my little boy, and hope for the speedy recovery of my Father I look forward to creating new memories with the three of them.  The Orioles of my youth exist no more and life is simply too short to keep waiting for the team to matter.  In the meantime we’ll cheer on the Ravens and Terps, have a blast at Minor League ballgames, and hope that one day my children and I will have a memory of Camden Yards as vivid as the ones I have with my Father.