I am not a huge baseball fan. Honestly, I hold a grudge against baseball because my younger brother used to play it and the sport took up most of my family’s time and attention. Baseball soon became all we talked about around the dinner table and family outings started to only include my brothers games or the occasional trip to Tampa to see the Tampa Bay Devil Rays (when they were still called the ‘devil’ rays). Tickets we cheap because they didn’t win often and the drive was just two hours from our house. The games that I used to go to were almost empty and sometimes the top deck wasn’t even open to the public because no seats would be sold. Now I see people paying top dollar to see them and it just reminds me that things can change very fast. It is because of the world series that I have become proud of the rays and my grudge against baseball just might cease to exist.
