My first trip to the ballpark of the year was by every metric a success, and we’re already in midseason form.
The first game of the year is always a special trip. It sets a tone for the rest of the season. Now, did I exactly see a ton of pitches during the Washington Nationals game against the Atlanta Braves? No, I did not, but that’s hardly the point.
I was there to crush beers and that’s exactly what happened. Now, I’m sure all of you out there are reading this thinking that we’re just on easy street over here. That’s not the case at all. It was barely 40 degrees outside last night. Do you have any idea how hard it is to double fist ice cold beers when it’s barely above freezing? It’s not easy at all. Not one bit. I had to wear gloves at one point, but we endured.
The Nats won, although I wasn’t entirely sure of the outcome when we left the game. I think the tone was set. We rolled in strong, damn near drank the place dry and overcame the temps. That’s the spirit of a champion. Most men would have complained or had to wear a ton of warm clothing. Not me. I just grabbed a coat and put on a nice beer jacket. It happens, and it worked.
I think it’s very safe to say that baseball season is off to a strong start.