5 more things to be happy about . . .

I never asked my daddy why he loved baseball so. I just knew that I didn't, especially after he died during the World Series and didn't get to see, this side of heaven, who won.

I thought of a million and one excuses on the way home from work today--reasons not to be at a baseball game tonight either.

Wouldn't have missed it for the world!

Mason may accomplish what his great-granddaddy never could--make a baseball fan of me :-)








More things to be happy about . . .

21. watching someone you love earn the game ball

22. celebrating someone's personal best

23. knowing that the top of the inning comes before the bottom of the inning

24. soaking in a spring evening on the sidelines

25. paying forward a free movie ticket



My son-in-law (oops, I stand corrected--it was my daughter :-) asked me tonight who won that long-ago world series. Here's the answer, courtesy of Wikipedia:

The 1969 World Series was played between the New York Mets and the Baltimore Orioles, with the Mets prevailing in 5 games to accomplish one of the greatest upsets in Series history, as that particular Orioles squad was (and still is by some baseball pundits) considered to be one of the finest ever. The World Series win earned the team the sobriquet "Miracle Mets," as they had risen from the depths of mediocrity (the 1969 team had the first winning record in Mets history).

A delighted Met fan held up a sign after the Mets won the final game: "There Are No Words."
The 1969 World Series was played October 11-16. There was no game on October 13, 1969. Maybe the teams paused too, on their way from Memorial to Shea, to honor the passing of a man who so loved their game . . .

OK, Daddy, were you going for the Mets or the Orioles? Knowing you, I'd suspect it was the underdog team. Glad that somewhere, that week, in the world of things you loved, a miracle happened . . .