Boyhood Field of Dreams
Baseball is a family game where fathers teach their children the beauty of the Gentleman’s game. We share memories, we share moments, we share stories and and we share statistics, but most importantly we share our passion for the game of baseball. My son and I have a shared love of Atlanta Braves baseball. There are teams in Florida now, but when I was growing up, the Atlanta Braves were the team of the South, they were America’s team.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the Tampa Rays because they are our hometown team, but my real passion is the Braves. Growing up, I would come home from school and watch the Braves on the SuperStation TBS at 7:35 PM each night from Fulton County Stadium. Then, I shared that love with my son as he was growing up. I coached him for years and he ultimately played high school baseball before a broken leg ended his playing career.
With his baseball and football schedules, there was always something that got in the way preventing us from making a trip to Turner Field. This weekend the opportunity arose as we travelled to Tennessee for him to begin a summer internship following his freshman year of college. However, we could not catch a game as the Braves were in Tampa to play the Rays. There has to be some irony there.
We did the next best thing, we took a tour of the Stadium, and it was amazing watching my son walk upon his field of dreams. Moments like these are priceless for a parent. Enjoy!
Posted on May 19, 2012, in Travel and tagged Braves, Family. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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