Friendly confines my butt…
Swept. Swept. Not even taking a game from the Dodgers, I am stuck wondering the fate of the Rockies as they gear up for the Padres on their way out of town.
Me, I can’t get out of town fast enough. Not because I don’t love Colorado this time of year, but because I am looking for any reason to see the Rockies first put together a win, then maybe a second. Who knows, with enough luck I may get to see a winning streak.
I’m not bitter. No. Really I have no reason to complain. Yes, I am working myself into poverty with every passing day (actually I am already in the official poverty category) but each and every time I am at the ballpark I sigh and realize what a dream this whole thing is.
Would it be any better if the Rockies were leading the division and crushing opponents? Maybe, but I think people would probably assume I was a bandwagoner and going for the ride. Let’s be realistic here folks. The Rockies are a season low ten games behind .500 and picking out bright spots is about the best you can do right now.
For instance- the weather was the best I have seen this year anywhere, yesterday for the game. We had a chance to win with the bases loaded in the ninth, but even with the loss, I could close my eyes and take in a most miraculous weather day. Perfection.
Good weather would be nice in Houston, my next stop, but not necessary as long as they win. Leaving tomorrow, I’ll be making my way to see the Rockies finish off the season series with the Astros. We are down 2-1, but I have hope they will take it. Refer to my earlier entries regarding the Astros when I say daddy needs new shoes.
After they are victorious in H-town, Milwaukee and the Brewers are next on the road. From Colorado to Texas to Milwaukee to Chicago to see Wrigley before I make my way back to see the Rays visit the confines of Coors. From there it’s back out to LA to see the Angels take on the Rockies. June, if the money can hold out a little longer, will be a long but hopefully memorable month.
Recently after taking a long look at my blog I have come to a conclusion…I like my blog. Seriously, I really like my blog. I could do this forever and I like the amount of effort and work I put into it and the end result.
I work hard to take great pictures that convey the moment or the game at hand. Sometimes it just a hot dog, but hopefully it shows what I am trying to say. My first importance is communicating through my words. They are everything and I try to wield them in a manner most effective. Sometimes though, a picture of a hot dog can convey so much more.
My writing is not just a remix of info already floating around the internet. I do like to interject my own experiences into the pieces because any person can browse the box scores and get everything they need to know. Sometimes serious and sometimes quirky, it is all me and all mine.
I may not get a million hits a day, but in so many ways that is not what I am going for. Those who consider themselves regulars I write for you. I hope to bring quality because you spend the time to click on and hopefully not click off in that instant. Hopefully at the bottom of the post you feel better for reading and not like you wasted your time. And if some day should this blog of mine be read by a million people I’ll still write in my mind for those regulars.
Wish me luck as I hit the road and live on the road the rest of the summer days. As Joe Walsh would sing, life has been good to me so far…
Side side note..
Talked with the Rockies skip yesterday and he gave me the inside info to get Todd Helton a copy of the picture of his 2,000th hit. I almost had it in front of him but he headed into the dugout so I’m still waiting for him to see it before I post it.