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Six Ways to Chill Like a Baseball Fan

A few days ago, I took two of my grandsons – ages 9 and 6 – to a baseball game. On a hot day we packed up some snacks, mitts and drinks and headed off to the ball park to watch the Los Angeles Dodgers play the Atlanta Braves. I got to spend a few hours of quality time with my grandsons and it was fun chilling out a bit from the stress of the work week. And the kids? They had a blast rooting for their team and just enjoying America’s pastime.

Ballgames get us to relax.  And heaven knows, we all need to relax and chill out these days. Adults are so uptight about politics and news. People argue on social media and shout their opinions to anyone who will listen. These days,  either you’re angry and on the offensive or you’re upset and on the defensive. Either you’re furious with everything Trump does or says or you’re thinking that his critics are too harsh.

And will this tension ever stop? The mental health of our collective society is in jeopardy. Seriously, it should be mandatory for people to go to ballgames regularly. Baseball is America’s pastime and it brings out the best in people.

For our family, baseball  games elicit positive associations of family togetherness.  My husband, a baseball fan since childhood especially enjoys relaxing at the game.

For the past four or five years we’ve taken some of the grandsons. The kids are into it, and my husband enjoys sharing  his love of his childhood pastime with them.

While my husband and I get an outing with the grandchildren full of quality time, their parents get some alone time at home. It’s win-win.

With much of society bickering  and fighting these days about politics, I believe we could  learn a thing or two from baseball fan behaviors. Here they are (in no particular order).

  1. NO ONE INSULTS THE HOSTING TEAM:  At our game, Dodgers played the Braves.  Even if you’re a fan of the opposing guest  team you may want your team to win, but you don’t go crazy if they don’t and you certainly don’t start insulting those on the host team.
  2. SCREAMING IS OKAY, EVEN EXPECTED: You can scream your lungs out and chant in your loudest voice, and nobody will stop you. How cool is that? Cheering, screaming, booing, yelling are all par for the course. Everyone is chill about it. Nobody gets offended or uptight.
  3. NO ONE ACTS LIKE SORE LOSERS: At the end of the game, when the winner is announced, everyone accepts it and heads back to their cars. Yes, they may feel disappointed if their own team didn’t win, and may try to analyze what went wrong, but still they for the most part they rejoice in the winner.
  4. RULES ARE FOLLOWED: As much as the atmosphere is light-hearted, the rules of the game are followed to the tee.
  5. LIFE SLOWS DOWN FOR A FEW HOURS: Baseball is a slow and almost boring game, but that’s just what makes it so relaxing. You can space out for a few minutes and then get up to speed on what’s happening by looking at the scoreboard or asking your seatmate.
  6. NO ONE SHAMES OR BAD MOUTHS THE PLAYERS: You don’t hear people ditching out dirt on the team’s pitcher or batter. People are just nice. No one gets political about baseball. When playing ball, we just play ball

Okay, there are exceptions at times to this good behavior, but for the most part, baseball is a game where everyone is just nice and just chills out.

And there you have it. Six things to learn from baseball fans. Imagine if Democrats and Republicans treated each other the way two opposing fans watching a baseball game treat each other. Imagine that.

Now let’s chill out at the political game …Scream all you want…just no more fighting! And to prove that you’re a real baseball fan – let’s sing the baseball song!

And here’s a song: (to the tune of “Take me out to the ballgame”)

Let’s just chill -let’s not argue

Let’s have fun and not fight smilingface1

Dems and Repubs let’s have each other’s backs

Hoping the Donald turns Cracker Jack

Try to root root root for the Trump team

Stop all the anger – a shame!

For it’s 1-2-3 and then 4

Years

Until he gives up his game!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Life is Grand at the Old Ballgame

It’s a week or two before the Jewish New Year, with lots to do in preparation for this auspicious time of year. Still, it’s a good a time as any for  my husband and I to spend quality time with our grandchildren. Since every summer we have a tradition to take our two young grandsons (now ages 5 1/2 and 8 1/2) to watch a ballgame, we found time to do that last night.

Admittedly we were a bit delayed with the ritual due to our older son’s wedding a few weeks ago. But, we did end up finding a good time on our calendar. And so, my husband – whose favorite childhood pastime was baseball- and I  headed off last night with our baseball fan grandsons to Dodger Stadium.

Last night Los Angeles Dodgers play against the San Francisco Giants. Even though both teams are from our home state, we naturally rooted for the Dodgers.

One of my grandsons wore his fun  Jackie Robinson shirt with “Brooklyn” scrawled across the front. And our younger grandson said, “I go for the Dodgers.” I could tell by their cheers of “Let’s go Dodgers!” throughout the game that they really did want the Dodgers to win.

Win or lose, what could be bad about a night out (past their bedtimes) to the ballpark? What’s more fun than home made hot dogs taken along in a plastic bag, buying super expensive drinks at the park, and sitting with baseball caps cheering and watching the Dodgers play  the Giants?

And what could be more exciting and hearwarming for us than taking our grandsons out for a night, watching them enjoy themselves, and just having the quality time with them?

In this day and age, when life seems sometimes doom and gloom, we couldn’t have asked for a more fun night.

It started off with my husband coming home early from work so we could get an early start out for the 7:10 game. No such luck. We left at 6:15 later than planned with two eager guys in the backseat, holding onto their mitts in the hopes of catching a fly ball

Pretty soon we hit traffic before reaching the freeway. But our spirits were high and so were the boys’ spirits  as they talked about all their favorite and not-so-favorite sports teams. We kept our eyes on the eventual road signs pointing to Dodger Stadium.

Eventually we arrived, parked and walked quickly to the ticket booth. The game had already started, but the boys  were already glued to the screens visible from the ticket booths. While my husband negotiated seats with the salesperson, the boys were focused on one thing only: The Game.

As I said, life is good at the ballpark. Here they are waiting in line.

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We got our tickets and found our seats which turned out to be really great ones. And even though the game crawled — hey baseball is a slow game — the kids seemed to have a grand time. And even though their team was losing –with Giants leading 1-0 for most of the time, my grandsons had that glimmer in their eyes, of focus and attention.

And an exciting game it was – with the Giants in the lead till the 9th inning.

And me? I listened with half an ear to the baseball chatter between the guys and kept myself busy taking pictures.

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In the 8th inning, there was some talk about switching pitchers for the Giants because they wanted to make sure they would stay in the lead. But alas, it wasn’t to be. Even though they did change to a rested pitcher, the Dodgers scored two runs and won the game.

By this time, we were already on our way home listening to the game on AM 570 in our car because true to our tradition of going to the ballpark, we left at the bottom of the 8th inning.

As the final plays were occurring, we were heading towards our street, and soon turned into our driveway. Before dropping the boys off, we sat in the car and listened to the final plays until the win. Yay!

It’s a win! 2-1! At last the Dodgers won the game! Go Dodgers!

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 And now it’s time to get home and go to sleep…good night!


The Dodgers and Podgers

Last summer we took our then 3 year old grandson to a Los Angeles Dodgers game at Dodger Stadium. The Dodgers played against the San Diego Padres that evening, and my husband, sons, grandson and I had a great time watching the game. Yes, the Dodgers won!! Yay! And our grandson still talks about the baseball game with the Dodgers against the “Podgers” – which is the way he chose to mispronounce the visiting team’s name.

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