“Hey kid, I like your hat. Wanna trade?” I was astonished to hear these words come from a person who I had looked up to for the last two years of my life. Roger Cedeño was traded to the New York Mets in 2001 and was their starting leadoff hitter for the following two years. At this point in my life, I was an avid Mets fan, even at the age of 8, and quickly began to admire the way Mr. Cedeño handled himself on and off the field. On May 15th of 2002, the Mets were playing the Montreal Expos in Shea Stadium and my father had obtained two front row seat tickets to the game via his business partner.
Trip to Tigers Stadium Baseball is America’s pastime. It is a child’s dream come true to go to their first Major League Baseball game. My dad, my brothers, Dylan and Dustin, and I piled into the car at 8 in the morning headed for Detroit on 96-East. It was July 7th, 1999, and I was seven years old. I knew it was going to be a hot day because at eight in the morning it was already unbearable to sit in the car.
Baseball is a game of fathers and sons. When I expressed an interest in visiting baseball stadiums around the country to my dad, he was enthusiastic and proud. As we planned our first journey, my dad reminisced about his own travels to distant cities to experience an afternoon of America’s favorite pastime when he was my age. Ever since I was born, however, we had always only gone to either of the two New York baseball venues: Yankee Stadium or Shea Stadium. I yearned to visit new ballparks to experience the game in new and different ways.
My father Kenneth Sprick fled to America in September of 1939 to escape Nazi Persecution. He has been sending us money in helping us to save up enough money for us to travel to America. July 12th 1944 Today my family and I collected enough money to go overseas to America. I have been waiting for this moment a long time, ever since the Nazis have been raiding the houses in our neighborhood. My mom and brother can’t wait to get to America so they can get a decent paying job and so they can feed me and Brad, my younger brother.
Braves Game On August 20, 2011 I went to an Atlanta Braves baseball game. When I found out I was going to the game I was excited to go to the game and wanted to go sooner. The night before the Baseball game I stayed up until 1 o’clock in the morning so I could sleep all the way to Atlanta. I got up at eight o’clock the next morning to get all the stuff we needed for the game like a baseball glove, drinks, and stuff. We left around 9 and stopped at the Wal-Mart in Eatonton to get a soft sided cooler because they wouldn’t let you in the stadium with a normal one so once we got the cooler and some more drinks.
Puerto Rican American When I was thirteen years of age, my family and I boarded on a plane heading towards New York City. I was extremely upset about the move because I loved my school and was going to miss our house, and all of my friends in Bayamon, Puerto Rico. My mother seemed excited for my father’s interview and possible new job in the service industry at a restaurant that he got from his brother in law. My mother was also ecstatic to possibly start a career as well because she also said New York City is the city where dreams come true. My parents told me I had cousins in New York City and we were going to move in with them in Brooklyn.
Travelling with my team is definitely less stressful then when I do it myself. Linda, our team manager, basically takes care of all the details, I just basically have to wait in the check-in line show my ID and get onto the airplane. I step through the automatic door to see my team-mates waiting in a ridiculously long line. Our plane is scheduled to leave in an hour but I swear there
Ryan Ranieri 9/30/12 My Senior Season From the time I was eight years old, I knew that baseball would be my life. The first time I had ever picked up a bat was on my third birthday and when I swung and hit the piñata, my parents also knew what baseball had in store for me. All my life it’s just been baseball and more baseball and I’ve grown accustomed to that philosophy and have enjoyed it more and more as I’ve progressed in my baseball career. You have to know from an early age whether you want to pursue baseball or not because you need to get good younger rather than older because it just gets harder. I knew what I wanted to do and was going to do anything and everything to accomplish what I wanted.
My uncle called my dad from New York and offered him a job. He owned a small restaurant. Comida Tipica de Puerto Rico it was called typical foods of Puerto Rico. The trip to New York was awesome! I found it Marvelous getting on the plane for the first time.
Cincinnati Reds Baseball Community The crack of a wooden bat and the pop of a glove ring loud from early April to late October. From the excitement of opening day, to the third out of game seven in the World Series, famous baseball player Babe Ruth said it best, “Baseball was, is, and always will be to me, the best game in the world”. Baseball wasn’t something that I was always interested in and my involvement originally started out as something quite different. When my now husband (Kyle) and I first started dating, we would spend almost every moment together watching Cincinnati Reds baseball or talking about it. My husband would often talk about things that would happen during the season, like Homer Bailey pitching a no-hitter or Joey Votto being named the MVP of the National League, and I honestly had no interest.