Sorry, it's been an incredibly long time since I posted. I've been really busy, not with work, but basically just life in general. From the start of Baseball season (YES!) to annoying my girlfriend because it's the start of Baseball season, to going to Lubbock, to even running (okay, mostly walking) a 5k.
Whew.
Alright, since last time, I've gotten an idea that I have wanted to keep up wiht a blog about something. I want it to be mine, and about stuff that I love. I went through SO many ideas. Like...
-Blog about Sports
-Blog about Tech Sports
-Blog about Tech
-Blog about the Boston Red Sox
-Blog about Baseball in general
-Blog about Banking
-Blog about Banking, Baseball, and Beer (okay, I needed another 'B' so, there ya go.)
I decided I would combine them, since I cant focus on one, (too many Tech blogs, too many excellent Boston Red Sox blogs survivinggrady.com, overthemonster.com and such.) And since I cant talk MLB baseball without being a complete homer to my Beantown boys, I decided to just make it my own.
I know this blog has undergone so many changes, but I feel as though I'm scrapping the surface of my potential of blogging, and things like this have to happen before that potential is tapped and becomes something that is truly a good thing to read.
So, with all that said, I'm going to be blogging about my thoughts on current economic situations, as well as my favorite pasttime/addiction/love, Boston Red Sox Baseball. (Oh, and you'll get some doses of my personal life as well.)
To start, how about some background info on why I love the Red Sox so much, being 1,000 miles away from them.
I live in Dallas, Tx. to be exact, North Dallas. Heart of the bustling, very die-hard fandom known as the Metroplex. I love the Cowboys and the Dallas Mavericks, and even the Dallas Stars. But one team I differ from all the rest of the Hometown boys. The Texas Rangers.
Dont get me wrong, I love Nolan Ryan. He is my all-time favorite Baseball player and it's really not even close (Except my current favorite player who plays now, but we'll get to that in a minute). I love the Ballpark they play in, I will say it's one of the best in Major League Baseball...but I'm not a fiar weather fan. And for the longest time in my life, the Texas Rangers were pretty much considered a Triple-A ball club, with a horrible owner. As a kid, who was just fascinated with the sport itself, I didnt watch much of the Rangers. There was really no reason to. I watched and was a fan of players, rather than teams. I loved seeing different players succeed, and i identified with most of the ones I adored. One in particular.
I remember the first time I saw Nomar Garciaparra bat. I was maybe 9 years old, and finally talked my parents into letting me have a TV in my room (basically, so I could watch baseball and see end of games rather than read about it in the newspaper...no internet back then, guys). I instantly identified with him. He didnt play my position, 2nd base, but he played shortstop and most of my favorite players had things in common. They were all middle infielders. I remember when after I saw him on April 29th, 1997. After stepping into the Batter's box, he had a routine before EVERY pitch. He tightend his batting gloves, checked his wrist, stepped in, nodded and circled the bat as he toe tapped each toe (left, right, left, right) each 5 times before finally being settled.
That next day, at a baseball game, I did the exact same thing. I wish I could tell you I was lying.
I even started wearing his number, instead of my usual no. 1. (This is because the first pick in the draft was always no. 1 in Hopkins County baseball, and I was always a 1 round draft pick. I like to plug that in from time to time.)
I followed Nomar from that day until my Sophomore/Junior Year of high school. I would grab the sports page and flip back to the box scores and see how Nomar (and of course the Sox) did that following day or week, whichever the Dallas Morning News would put. I did this until the 2004 season, when my heart would be broken, but stringed back together with a few rallies in October.
Nomar was traded under, then first time GM Theo Epstien, in a very ugly scenario they played out in the public which I hated. I began to understand baseball as a business it was, rather than the nieve notion that people played for the same teams forever.
From that day, I had to make a decision. I could keep following Nomar, and be loyal to the man that brought me into fandom of such a wonderful organization, and stop my love for the Sox dead in it's tracks. OR, I coud understand it is a business, and the team makes decisions that are always best for the team, and keep following Nomar, but keep my love for the organization.
I'm so happy I stayed with the team. I will always love Nomar for the player he was, and I owe so much to him for bringing me to the fan I am today.
So, this long and boring story has a purpose I swear, Since 2004, I've been lucky enough to see my Red Sox win 2 World Series championships, win a bunch of games, but also lose a bunch of games. Many, upon many Shortstop changes (Julio Lugo, that's all I have to say) and watch the Sox go from the little team that could, to the machine that it is today.
All in all, whether my boys go 0-162, or one game from the World Series, or even win another World Series (PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS GOOD WIN ANOTHER ONE BEFORE I DIE) I will always be a Red Sox fan. Commence the Hating.
Go Red Sox
