The tears started during the 7th inning stretch, and by the 9th, I was praying for extra innings. It wasn’t the one game, it was the culmination of roughly 14 years of ball crashing to the field all at once, like a barreling collision at homeplate. I didn’t know it was possible to feel so much joy and happiness, and sadness at the same time.
What are my baseball trips really about? You might be surprised. Another awesome trip to Fenway Park, and a game of catch at Dodger Stadium!
What can happen over 3 years? A surprising amount of travel, a Super Bowl parade, and a World Series. And that was just the start.
The (first) trip of a lifetime with my girls: MLB Spring Break! Over 2,600 miles from Seattle to Los Angeles and back again!
The last 30 days have been a whirlwind. Work. Time with the kids. Football. I even went to a parade. But something was different about the last 30 days than the 30 before them. I did it all without Twitter, or Instagram, or Foursquare, or Yelp, or…
Two thousand, six hundred, and twenty six miles. That’s a lot of time on the road for any man, but it’s even longer when you’re driving it with two girls under 10 years old, and longer still when you’re doing it alone.