I had nothing prepared today to post on Baseball's Opening Day. As one of the literally dozens of baseball fans under the age of fifty I should be ashamed of myself. I am not supporting the sport that I love in a proper way. I have plenty of Easter footage and other thoughts rambling around upstairs, but today must be reserved for baseball.
Right now as I type this the Cardinals are playing the Reds. I am recording the game with my trusty DVR so I can watch it tonight. I will have hot dogs and perhaps a few cold ones to celebrate Opening Day.
Lately I've tried out baseball a few times on Braden. I posted about his first viewing when he got a bat and watched with me while whacking away at the furniture.
The last time Braden watched part of a game he got excited because the players were wearing hats. He kept saying ha, ha, ha until I got him a hat to wear. Then he sat on my lap and watched a few innings.
I am looking forward to a special summer with Braden in many ways. We will go to the lake. We will swim and maybe even try to fish. We will play outside at the park. Braden will even get to watch Mommy and Daddy play softball this year.
Not the least of our summertime fun will be watching the Cardinals. I know he won't watch a lot, but surely we can exchange a few high fives over a home run or clutch strike out. He already clapped with me last week while we were watching a spring training game.
Few things have the power to bring fathers and sons together like baseball. It was something special I shared with my Dad, and I hope it will be the same for me and Braden. Our 2010 journey begins today.
By the way, I watched the first inning of the Cardinals game at lunch because I just couldn't' wait until tonight. Albert Pujols hit a home run in his first at bat of the year. I think I heard Braden cheering all the way from his classroom.