Memories

The roar of the crowd, the smell of popcorn and fresh cooked hotdogs, are the sweet memories of ballparks and stadiums.

The shuffling of crowds of people finding their seats, the noises of children calling for the start of a game, a candy bar, even the shrill yell, “I have to go to the bathroom-NOW” from a child just young enough to not be able to go to the restroom on their own.

These are some of the things I miss about going to games.

The murmur of a fans hopes for their favorite player, the teasing of buddies while poking each other and passing out whatever the sports enthusiast has to share at that particular game.

The sight of cups of beer, pop, water bottles, brand new t-shirts and other paraphernalia slung over shoulders, caps on heads, and piles of collectibles stacked next to the fan on the bench, seat or lap of the person next to them.

The repeating reflection of myself and everyone around me in the windows of cars, trucks, busses and storefronts; passing them, as we hustle towards the gates into the once joyfully filled spaces where thousands of others were also feeling the excitement of watching teams of players excel at their various sport.

The look on the faces of my family as we joke, eat, drink and plan our eruption of the chase, the hunt to collect the desired autographs for that day.

I miss these things. I want them back.

I look forward to the day when this is ordinary once again. Not that any game is ordinary, each one has its particular spectacle that makes it special and memorable.

To me that is what is so special, the creating of these memories. ~ John

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