I forgot to add a few things on yesterday’s post: Why I Dislike Baseball. Still things that I don’t like:
1. The thing that everyone that sits in one of those fold up chairs experiences but never talks about is when it is over 70 degrees, you get “swamp ass” from sitting in those chairs. I dislike “swamp ass” very much. It’s not lady-like and the fear is that it really will look like I wet my pants.
2. The ten pounds I gain each season because I don’t have it together enough to have dinner ready before a game (or they don’t want to eat anything heavy before a game so if we ever want to eat together, we eat after) so we go out to eat a lot.
3. Late nights and early mornings (at one time I didn’t mind this but with a toddler, it’s rough).
4. Washing uniforms. I’d LOVE to know who the brainiac was that thought white uniforms was a good idea.
The things I love so that I am not just Negative Nelly:
1. The look on my boys’ faces when they get on base, score a run, hit a home run, strike someone out, catch a fly ball or throw someone out at 2nd, 3rd or Home base. That smile is priceless.
2. Getting a tan without trying.
3. Not feeling guilty for not taking Gia outside knowing she will spend a few hours at the park or field.
4. Not having to cook.
5. Adult conversation three times a week at the very least.
6. Help from Belle and her girlfriends with Gia so I can get a little break.
7. Seeing the boys in a baseball uniform. Something about it screams, “All American!”
8. No sleepovers the night before a game and with 70 or 80 games between the two of them, this saves me a lot. LOVE having a reason besides “I’m mean” for no sleepovers.
9. Hearing my husband ask my dad for advice, watching my dad teach the boys, watching Nico teach Tommy. I LOVE to see the interaction between all the men I love.
10. Getting to see and talk to my dad. I love hearing his stories about when he coached and I love getting his advice on various things. It’s one of my very favorite things about going to the games.
I am a stay at home mom, married to my college sweetheart, Leo. We have four kids, Nico, Tommy, Isabella and Gia. We have a son, Rocco that is an angel in Heaven.
I have to laugh at this post again. I’m really glad to know that I’m not alone in my feelings. As for your question about where the white pants idea came from . . . plain and simple, a MAN!
I too, love being able to sit out and get some sun along with adult conversation!
Totally a man! Speaking of getting some sun, I am completely burnt from the four games! Glad I made you laugh.
I’m not a big sports fan, period! I participate because I support my kids but I am beyond relieved when the seasons are over.
Amen, sister! We are at a point now with the kids where the seasons all blend together and overlap (which used to be a rule of mine: no overlapping of sports). Basketball starts before football ends, baseball starts before basketball ends and football starts before baseball is over. It’s exhausting!
Why no baseball teams sport primarily brown uniforms is completely beyond me.
I’m a soccer coach, but on our fields, cute moms in folding chairs – some with caps pulled tightly on their heads, but with manicured fingers and pedicured toes – are in beautiful abundance.
Thank you so much for the idea of swamp ass, though. Now I won’t be able to look at one of those pretty moms, and hear Kool and the Gang’s “She’s Fresh” when I see her without the idea of swamp ass creeping in!
I nearly spit out my tea ruining another computer when I read this comment! I love that I introduced you to a new phrase. That makes me smile. I LOVED Kool and the Gang back in the day! Pedicured feet are okay because the alternative is pretty nasty but heels are worthy of “dagger-shooting” eyes.
Thanks for stopping over and commenting. Hope that you and your funny self stay awhile!
Swamp ass, my number one complaint about sitting on the sidelines of soccer. I have learned to love it though mostly because I love cheering for my Dudes!
Good for you for learning to love it! I endured too many hours of baseball and had suffered from swamp ass galore this weekend to say I love it but I did enjoy the cheering part.
Happy to see you here!
After Years of T-ball, in -house and travel teams, JJ decided to quit Baseball…(I cringe at all the thousand of dollars spent)I have to say Joe, who coached him, was devestated!!! I shead a few tears but then was doing the “happy dance” to not have to sit thru all those games!!! It is funny, you expose your kids to all out there in hopes that they will play in High School..(College) and when it does not happen, it is not as a big deal as you feared!! So, now we go to Football..Same deal..played since he was in first grade up until freshman year..High School football is not all it is cracked up to be..(unless you are the super stud)…we hung up our baseball cleats and football helmet and turned them both in for a Lacrosse Stick!! He has found a new passion and love…(I have to brag a bit, He was MVP for the Marmion Fresh/Soph team this year)..But he did tell me that all the time, money and energy spend on baseball and football has made him a great Lacrosse player:) Even though I complain, I would not trade it all for nothing!!
I remember you telling me that when he decided to stop playing baseball. Yay, JJ for being a stud in Lacrosse! I think that is all I want for my kids: to find something they love and are willing to work at and have fun doing it. Glad JJ found his!
Ugh, swamp ass. My least favorite thing about sitting there watching his games.
See, aren’t you glad I brought it to light so we can openly talk about it?