BEAUTIFUL DAY AT THE BALL PARK
On a recent sunny, cool, yet low humid July Sunday in Washington, DC, once again I found myself at the Washington Nationals Ballpark to watch the Nationals play my beloved New York Mets. I am use to going to all the Met games when they come down to Washington during the season, but the thing that made attending this game extra special was having my brother, nephew, niece and one of my niece’s best friends with me at the game as well. It’s a treat for them to come up from their home to go to a game.
For some reason, my nephew has decided to follow the Nationals, that’s his choice, but maybe one day he will end up liking the METS just as his dad and I do. If not, it will be alright. My niece and her friend enjoyed themselves and watching the game. Besides getting to spend time together, we get to enjoy something that we enjoy and truly get into the game. I have been known to come home from many a game with little or no voice from yelling so much during the game.
Even though I have lived in the Washington, DC/Northern Virginia area for over 25 years, once a MET fan always a METS fan as I say. As a die-hard life-long time Met fan , my fingernails are done in alternating MET colors of orange and blue, and my choice of what to wear (as any Met fan does) in an outfit that have the team colors as well. And that includes my earrings. Despite the fact that we lost big time (14-1) on Sunday, it was still a happy and enjoyable day for all of us. There is a magical air at any ball game with an anticipation of a good time. Everyone, no matter which team they root for, is quite friendly and willing to talk and visit with other fans around them. You share stories and information that is related to the game. It’s good sportsmanship and camaraderie.