My Ballpark Summer: Chasing the Dream
My book, My Ballpark Summer: What Taking Myself Out to the Ballgame is available as an eBook and a paperback on Amazon, so please check it out or share it with friends… especially if they’re baseball fans!
I’ll coordinate excerpts of the book with trips I took last year to give you a little sample of what you’ll read should you purchase the book! I skipped this chapter, but am playing catch up… time flew this summer! My trip out to Arizona was a great long weekend as Phoenix is one of my favorite U.S. cities to visit. Chase Field is a cool venue (no pun intended) to catch a game and the Diamondbacks are #1 when it comes to fan experience!
Here’s an excerpt from that chapter:
My trip out to Phoenix fell on the final weekend of August and I was slightly conflicted about going. The Yankees would be in Cleveland that same weekend, and I hadn’t missed going to the series since my middle school days. And yet I knew the Yankees/Indians series wouldn’t be the same since, for the first time since high school, our friend Kim was unable to attend the game with Alex and me. Despite wanting to go up to Cleveland more than anything in the world, I purchased my round-trip ticket to Phoenix using one of my vouchers. I was going out west that weekend. With football coverage ramping up at the station, I had to wrap up my trips. Jonathan was very understanding about my taking a day off to complete this trip, which made me feel slightly less guilty. We had a couple new freelance jack-of-all-trades guys at the station, so one of them was easily able to step in for me that Friday.
Even though my heart was up in Cleveland with Alex, I couldn’t help but be pumped to visit Phoenix. My parents had lived out there for eight years and I had been born in Mesa. In fact, I saw my first baseball game when I was two in Phoenix, though it was only a spring training game. But that is when my love affair with the sport officially started. No, I don’t remember anything about the game of course, but my mom told me I loved it. She never cared for the sport but she liked to watch me enjoy it. Now that’s love! I do remember a few years later attending another spring training game and swiping up a foul ball. In all of my games since, I’ve never been so lucky, so I treasure my first and only. After we moved to Cleveland I waited ball in hand in a long line at Parmatown Mall for Carlos Baerga to sign it for me. I loved that ball so much when I was younger, now I don’t even know where it is. How time change.
My parents have plenty of friends who still live in the Phoenix area, but for this trip I would be staying with my friend Malerie. We both attended Ohio State, and had been in the same group of friends, but never actually met until a mutual friend’s funeral two years ago. We instantly bonded during that sad weekend and have been friends since, staying in touch mainly through Facebook since we lived in different states. When I had written her that I would be in town, she had invited me to stay with her in Scottsdale. Malerie knew one of the Arizona Diamondbacks’ attorneys, a guy named Caleb, and had asked him for tickets to the game for us too. He not only got us tickets, but also met us at the ballpark and took us on a tour of the front offices and gave us field passes for the concert following the game. Needless to say, Caleb’s a very nice guy! I forgot all about Cleveland, my sister, and the Yankees during my visit.
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Here are a few of my favorite pictures from this trip: