I have a sports blog that has been around for 18 months. Over the past few weeks I have stopped writing. My kids have asked why and so have others. Between the Terps loss in the NCAA tournament and the Capitals getting stumped by the Canadiens I have lost interest in the goings on recently.
The Wizards getting the first pick perked me up a bit. Bino Ranson has done nothing for me (yet). Albert Haynesworth quit. Yawn. How ’bout them O’s?
I have been re-ignited by a strange source. The Washington Nationals. I did not think that they even needed to exist until this year. Now I enjoy watching Strasburg pitch. It has become must watch TV. Maybe there still is a place for baseball in American sports.
My kids have started to play wiffle ball and have tried to get me to join in. It really is fun. I had given up on baseball, rather I think baseball had given up on me. Hasn’t been the same since they canceled the World Series.
Now out in the yard trying to get the funky plastic ball to dip and curve like it did some 30+ years ago for me is a blast. Watching Strasburg as though he was the Orioles next Cy Future has me back thinking about going to a Nats game.
Dreams are re-born in the Boys of Summer.