Opening Day | Travel Tuesdays

Baseball started to consume my family’s life back around 2000 and it all began with my mother’s obsession with Derek Jeter. A woman who never sat through a whole baseball game once in her life now knew every member on the team, the lineup, all their batting averages, who was in a slump, who was “hot”, who was on the DL list and even made my dad install a TV outside the house so she could keep track of the day games while tending to her bazillion flowers. She loves it all including the rivalry and loves to tease our 11-year-old next-door neighbor coming up with other names for his favorite team, the Red Sox (the Dead Sox, the Smelly Sox, etc.). Her obsession was infectious and we all became (dreaded 😉 ) Yankee fans. I can’t even fathom how many games she has cheered them on from our living room yelling at the TV, switching the channel when it gets too close and of course lusting after Mr. Jeter. For years we have wanted to take her to a game but she refuses to go to the stadium because she “can’t see all the action up close.”

I was fortunate enough to spend Easter with my family this year and despite the results this past Monday, it was great being back home in New Jersey watching opening day with my mom in the house I grew up in. So it begins.