Baseball brings people together.
If you are reading MLBlogs, then you already know this and the things I am going to tell you. Baseball, more than any other, is a family game. It’s the reason I like the All-Star game. For all the pageantry and plumage there is still camaraderie and joy, in the stands and on the field. And then there’s the new tradition of All-Stars Among Us. Sometimes those types of awards and ceremonies can be too moralistic or something else I can’t more accurately name. All-Stars Among Us is genuine and it’s the way baseball shows a mutual love for the fans
What prompted my writing today is local. More than local. In the living room of the house where I grew up, where I write this, my step-father(on right in photo) rests in a hospital bed. After a major stroke four months ago, he’s made tremendous progress, through rehab and physical therapy and incredible help from many nurses and doctors.
Here, two nights ago, his first night home, he wanted to watch the Yankees, his team of 60 years. Since the room wasn’t equipped for cable, I set up my computer with MLB Audio. I told him he had to enjoy the game the old fashioned way. And I also said that since he put on a Red Sox hat last year when my nephew was drafted, which I bought for him of course(see above), I would sit and listen to the Yankees with him. In jest, I say that, because I have been talking about the Yankees with him since the season started.Talking Yankees, though, always means talking Sox.
Whenever the subject was baseball, in the hospital and in the rehab center, his eyes grew brighter and the pain eased. It helped that we found a Yankee sticker for his helmet. He said he was greeted by many Yankee fans. He met, to his surprise, many Sox fans, too.
It was the late west coast 10:00 start. He fell asleep in the 7th. King Felix was masterful. For many innings, so was Vazquez. Earlier in the game, Swisher’s home run made a memorable sound off the bat.I kept listening (and celebrated when Gomez hit that grand-slam off of Joba; after all I am a Sox fan). But Henry and I had the time to really listen to the game. After this major transition to home, he rested and the house seemed calmer than it had in a long time.