I had a fine last week in July. Much better than Donald Trump’s week, I hasten to add.
What made my week so special? I went to two games at Nats Park, where the Nationals lost both games and looked pretty sleepy while doing so
- The weather was clear and cool, with highs around 80 degrees and a light breeze adding to the perfect atmosphere.
- Ryan Zimmerman — in the midst of a monster comeback year — hit a home run on Tuesday night that gave him the lead for most career home runs by anyone playing for a Washington franchise. (He passed Frank “Hondo” Howard for the honor.)
- Any day at the ballpark beats a day without a game.
…oh yeah, Andrew and Claire each joined me for a game at the old yard. With Claire in Washington for a month before heading back to graduate school, everyone has been around the house and we had the chance to catch a couple of games on the recent home stand.
One of the wonderful things I seem to have done as a dad is to have raised a couple of baseball fans. This was Andrew’s fifth game of the season – four at Nats Park and one with Claire at Dodger Stadium in LA. Claire just moved to Oakland, and what do you suppose she did for her first night in her new city? Yep, went with a new roommate to see the A’s (a significant downgrade from the Dodgers, I must admit). However, it was “Bark at the Park” night, so she got to see fans bring their dogs to the stadium and catch an A’s win.
Both took selfies after we found our seats in section 313, and soon I was all over Facebook. Andrew was in a discussion with a mutual friend who was asking him to define “biggest” in his post about being at the game with the family’s biggest fan. (Not funny.) Claire posted that there was no one she would rather be at a game with…and then added that it didn’t have anything to do with the fact that I’d buy her beer.
Here I am on vacation, living the dream. Any better way to spend three hours or so than with your son and/or daughter at the ballpark. (That’s a trick question.) No!
Hope you get time to catch a few innings, savor a half smoke (all the way), and down an I.P.A. or two this summer with someone you love.
More to come…