From:Indianapolis, IN, USA
Tommy Bahama: Relaxologist
Age Range: 35-44
Posted: May 8, 2012
The Bond of Baseball
Baseball has a way of strengthening the bond between a father and his son. I can remember going to my first Detroit Tigers with my dad at 8 years old. The players seemed so close at the old Tigers Stadium that you felt like you were right there on the field. The smell of hotdogs and the excitement of the crowd made the place seem magical. To be honest I don’t recall who they played that day but what I do remember is spending time with my dad and having him explain to me why a player made a certain play or what the background was on that player. It was a thrill to share in his enthusiasm for the game. Baseball seemed bigger than life and I was hooked.
Through the years we have been fortunate to share in many other Tigers game moments. From the incredible ’84 championship season to watching from the stands when Steve Lyons dropped his drawers in front of everyone to let dirt out of his plants after a slide at first.
The best memories though are the ones that I am creating now. In 2006, the same year the Tigers franchise seemed to revitalize itself, my son was born. Like my dad did with me, I have passed my passion for the Tigers onto my son. Each winter, as we anxiously wait for baseball to start, we take a weeklong guys trip to Lakeland, FL to watch the Tigers prepare for the upcoming season. We make sure to get to the ballpark early as one of my son’s favorite activities is to give the players high-fives as they head out for practice. We play catch or practice his swing along the fence, and watch as his favorite players take morning drills. During the season we head up to Detroit (“home”) to catch a game at Comerica Park. It is the highlight of the summer as we take in everything from the baseball style ferris wheel to running the bases after the game.
The Detroit Tigers have brought an overwhelmingly amount of joy to my life. I hope to continue the bond that is baseball and make it as positive a part of my son’s life.
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