The Boys of Summer

Welcome home, boys. We missed you.

Baseball is back!

It means that warm weather and fun summer times are right around the corner. 

I think baseball may be my favorite sport. (Shhh, don't tell Randy) .  As a kid, I played little league.  I was one of two girls.  Michele Pollack was the other.  As is normal at that age, you play various positions. I played outfielder, short stop and for a brief time, pitcher.

I remember having to sell candy bars as a fund raiser to go to the Brewers game. I sold enough for me and my dad to go. I don't remember much other than it being really hot on the school bus.

When Randy and I first were together, we would go to many an afternoon game. It was nice when you could decide to go at 11am, drive to the stadium an get a really good seat. Now you have to still contend with 30,000 other people.  Randy taught me how to mark score. I still will do that sometimes

Going on PJ's group outings were always interesting.  I remember one when Randy was a bit tipsy and wanted to leave.  I wasn't ready to go, so he left.  Took the city bus back to his parents. 

Now it is a fun time to head to the bar on a Friday night to watch the game with friends.  Even more fun when they are playing well and the game is exciting. 

Nothing tops going to Miller Park for a game. Sitting with friends or family,  drinking an ice cold beer, the warm sunshine.  Tailgating.  Hanging out with the Partridge Family bus in the parking lot. 'Borrowing' their beer.

Here's to a fun filled summer with the Brew Crew.