With January coming to a close and February on the rise, comes the beginning of baseball season. Last week marked the star of the 09’ season, a day that I have been waiting for since I hung up my cleats at the end of my senior year of high school.
Over the past to weeks we packed up our gear and embarked on two road trips, a six hour bus ride to Grand Canyon University in Phoenix Arizona and an hour and drive to Cal State L.A. What I learned from both of these trips is that no matter where you go, whether it be six hours away or sixty minute, the game of baseball is still the same. You can go to a place where the buildings are different and they don’t speak the same language, but as soon as you step foot on the ball field you realize the game of baseball is universal. It has taken me 18 year to truly take this in and recognize that this isn’t just a game I love but it is a game that people all over the world love and it is a game that bring people of all shape, sizes, and colors together as one.