Opening Day!!!

Today is the opening day for the SF Giants. My father called and left a message telling me about it.

Here's the thing: I have mixed feelings about baseball. Part of it is I HATED playing softball when I was a kid. Just hated it. I was always chosen last, I threw like a total girl... Oh, I know I sound bitter, but it's the truth. I once got a black eye because I got hit with a softball. This made several people wonder if I was a victim of child abuse. Not fun.

I swore at fifteen after a game I would never play another game of softball. And I haven't.

But I love how people get so excited about the game. Like in the show Brooklyn Bridge when Jackie Robinson was traded, we saw grown men crying. In Bull Durham, when all the players were on the pitcher's mound, discussing what to get a player for a wedding present. Or A League of Their Own, when a African American woman, with a bittersweet look on her face, threw a fast one to Geena Davis when it went foul.

I go to a game with my dad every year. He complains about the PacBell park; it's so commerical, with sponsor's names everywhere. But there's such an excitement in the crowd when the Giants score a home run, or when a child catches a flyball.

And I just love this song by Fogerty-it symbolizes America to me.