It’s the most wonderful time of year… and I’m not talking about Christmas… I’m talking about baseball season! America’s pastime strikes a special feeling in the hearts of Americans across the country, including my own. Opening Day 2017 started yesterday, April 2, with three games and continues today with 12 games.


Without a doubt, my family would be put in the category as Cincinnati Reds “superfans.” After all, the Reds organization is the oldest professional baseball team, so why not root for the first?  I’ve been going to Reds games for as long as I can remember. Here are some old pictures of me at Great American Ballpark.

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My mom and I go to at least one game a year and listen to the rest of the games religiously on the radio. Marty Brennaman is our eyes and ears onto the field, no matter how near or far they’re playing; it’s almost as if we are in on the action ourselves.

Growing up a Cincinnati Reds fan, the ball park has always been one of my favorite places. There’s nothing quite like the feeling you get after you stand in line anxiously waiting to get in the stadium, and then finally making it in the door. Once you’re inside, you are immediately struck with sensory overload. You see and weave through crowds of people, painted in your team’s colors just like you (we are better off “RED”). You smell the freshly grilled hot dogs and salty peanuts. You feel a sense of excitement that you just quite can’t put your finger on. You finally get to your seat. No matter the weather, or how uncomfortable your plastic chair may be in theory, you can’t help but ignore it all and smile when you look out onto the vibrant green field to see your favorite players warming up. After what seems like an eternity of waiting, the first pitch finally sails across the plate. You hear the crack of the bat. What follows is a dynamic struggle between two teams… and one comes out the victor. Some may think baseball is boring, but I think the exact opposite. Watching a baseball game is a magical, unforgettable experience.

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This past weekend, I was excited to see my glorious Reds take the field for the first time this season in an exhibition game versus Louisville’s own Bats, the Reds minor league team. The two teams ended up tying, of course, because really, they are all Reds at heart. I loved getting to see two of my favorite players, Joey Votto and Billy Hamilton. I actually had the pleasure of meeting Billy Hamilton when he was still just a young Bat. Now he’s in the Major League and stealing bases like a pro!

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Opening Day is a magical time, a time when the promises of a new season full of homeruns, strikeouts, stolen bases, and amazing catches seem sure to end in a World Series victory.  Baseball means summer will soon be here. Get to the ballpark. It’s time to play ball! 

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