The Old Ballgame

And another season begins

And another season begins

Spring it is most good to see you again. Last Saturday I began my 2nd season on the Cincinnati Reds grounds crew. People ask all the time what is it like, but how do you explain the unexplainable?

The best I can do is compare it to a dream-like feeling where after about five minutes you realize you're wide awake and you recognize that your dream has become you're reality.

Being just a small part of the game only reaffirms my belief that baseball is the greatest game ever created. What other sport do managers in their mid 60s wear the uniform of the players? 

Where else do fans of both teams come together for one brief moment to sign "Take me out to the old ball game?" I could on in the ways baseball separates itself from the other sports. 

I look forward to taking in the opening day festivities with family and friends at this end of this month. And if for some ridiculous reason you've never been to a game, may this be the year that you take your place along one of the baselines and come to know the joy of being a part of the old ballgame.

CJE