I found an envelope today, bearing my dad's trademark sloppy handwriting (like mine) with the word #Yankees
written across it. Inside, there were tickets to the #1976 #ALCS
, 1976 #WorldSeries
, #1977 #AllStarGame
, 1977 World Series, #1978
ALCS, and 1978 World Series.
My dad was as passionate about the Yankees as anyone I've ever known. He was on the field (literally) after Chris Chambliss hit his walk off home run to send the Yankees to the World Series. He was there to see Mr. October hit 3 out. He got to see the Mick play when he was really young, and Thurman, Goose, Catfish, Louisiana Lightning, Winfield and Henderson, Donnie Baseball, the Core Four (it's really five) and up to the championship in 09 with Tex, CC, A-Rod, Cano, Damon, Matsui, and Swish. He would've loved to watch our current team, El Gary, the Judge, Stanton, Andujar (his defense may be awful but I love the guy), Sir Didi, Gleyber, Sevy, Dellin, Hicks and the rest.
I'm fortunate to have been brought up in a house with a #diehard
Yankee fan who took me to games all the time. I haven't lived a day in this life without having all sorts of Yankees gear in my wardrobe. Baseball memories - Yankees #memories
- are among the most important, most vivid memories of my dad. Sitting 5 rows behind home plate watching games with my dad. And now I'm turning my almost 9 year old son into a true Yankee fan. He actually deeply feels the joy of a victory and the sting of a loss (we were at Game 4 of the ALDS last year) and he keeps tabs on what's happening with the hot stove all the time. We have had many a conversation about Bryce Harper and Manny Machado. Now, in 10 days, it's coming up on the 7th anniversary of my dad's passing, so this post is dedicated in his memory.
Now let's got out and get #MannyMachado
and call it an off-season!
#NYY #EvilEmpire #BronxBombers
NYC #NewYorkCity #dabronx #mlb #baseball #ilovethisgame #americaspasttime #fathers #fathersandsons #heydadwannahaveacatch