Well, baseball season is here! It always amazes me how cold it is at the beginning of college baseball season. To me, football season is when you're supposed to be wrapped up in blankets sipping hot chocolate...I'm prepared for that when I go to a football game. But baseball game attire should be shorts, t-shirts, and flip-flops. You should be able to eat a hot dog without having to maneuver around mittens. But in West Texas, that is not the case. Today the forecast is for snow, and this Saturday ACU baseball season begins.
My dad and I are traveling to Austin for the opening game against Delta State, the defending national champs. ACU has played against them several times in post-season regionals in Mississippi. So it is fitting that we start this season against the "Fighting Okra" (as their local fans call them for reasons I still don't understand.)
It's been a transition from being the girlfriend of a player to the wife of a coach. When Brandon was playing baseball at ACU, I knew several of the other players and watching games would also include visiting with parents and other girlfriends of players (all of which were my age and I knew well). Now when I go to games I personally know only a few of the players and I rarely get to see Brandon come out of the dugout. So, I'm learning a new appreciation for the game itself, and for getting to know the players who call my husband "coach." When I was dating Brandon, my dad taught me how to score along during a game, so maybe I'll start that up again. And any of you who happen to be in Abilene when you hear the Wildcats announcer from Crutcher Scott Field, come and enjoy a spring (although sometimes freezing) baseball game with me.
