“Take Me Out To The Ball Game”, written by Jack Norworth, could be heard in the parking lot as our school bus approached Anaheim stadium. I couldn't believe it, my first Major League Baseball game ever. The sugary sweet smell of cotton candy reached my nose. The excitement flowed through my body as we stepped over the empty peanut shells and into our seats. The best part about that day was watching it with my brother.
"Take Me Out To The Ball Game", written by Jack Norworth, could be heard in the parking lot as our school bus approached Anaheim Stadium. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was finally here, my first Major League Baseball game. The sugary, sweet smell if cotton candy reached my nose. The excitement surged through my body as my brother and I stepped over the empty peanut shells and into our seats. I started playing baseball when I was four. As soon as my brother was old enough we played on a co-ed team. Everyday we practiced together. Throw. Catch. Hit. Throw. Catch. Hit. We were going to be the best. The love we shared for the game brought us closer. Our bond is priceless. My brother is leaving for his mission on January 28, 2009. I'm going to miss him, but I am extremely proud of the choices he's made and the example he's been. When I hear this song I'm reminded of my best friend, my brother.
"Take Me Out To The Ball Game", written by Jack Norworth, could be heard in the parking lot as our school bus approached Anaheim Stadium. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was finally here, my first Major League Baseball game. The sugary, sweet smell if cotton candy reached my nose. The excitement surged through my body as my brother and I stepped over the empty peanut shells and into our seats. I started playing baseball when I was four. As soon as my brother was old enough we played on a co-ed team. Everyday we practiced together. Throw. Catch. Hit. Throw. Catch. Hit. We were going to be the best. The love we shared for the game brought us closer. Our bond is priceless. My brother is leaving for his mission on January 28, 2009. I'm going to miss him, but I am extremely proud of the choices he's made and the example he's been. When I hear this song I'm reminded of my best friend, my brother.
It's so sad, I read your story and all I can think is, "They were in Anaheim and they weren't going to Disneyland?" I know I need to get a life.
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