There is Crying in Baseball

I am generally not a crier. Maybe it is my East Coast urban Irish-American coal mining roots, but you probably won’t catch me watching “The Notebook” or The Hallmark Channel.

Yesterday I was on a long drive alone returning from a trip to visit family in Upstate New York. “Have you left yet?” my husband texted. “Ten minutes.” I returned. “You are waiting for the game to start. :)” Oh, where would I be without you Sirius XM radio?

With a win against the Tampa Bay Rays, the Baltimore Orioles became the only undefeated team in all of Major League Baseball. Wellll…its a longgggg season….come on now…only five games in in the AL East?…enjoy it now because… I don’t care. For just that moment, the team that is so often doubted, disrespected and disregarded – was on top. Who knows what the season will bring but for now, this patchwork of veterans and rookies and outcasts and superstars are coming out on fire.

Joe Angel, the play-by-play announcer on the Orioles Radio Network said his famous “And the Orioles are in the WINNN column!” and with that, the tears started flowing.

Baseball will do that to you.


To me, baseball is much more than a sport. It is a timeless dance; unconquerable, relentless in its order, something that always makes sense in a nonsensical world. It is dramatic theater full of deception and deceit, heroes and demons, dreams realized and dreams lost. It challenges our thinking to a particular kind of speculation, analysis and argument. It offers a temporary escape from reality and abundant lessons about reality. It starts as just a simple game then turns to an obsession, an addiction, a torrid affair, a state of mind, a religion.

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