Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I left my heart in San Francisco
I sit in Pagosa Springs watching the World Series wishing I was at AT&T Park. Wishing I was close to the place I first called home. I grew up in Northern California and was a regular at Candlestick Park when the Giants played there. The Giants were always a part of my life growing up. It is very much in my family. My dad played baseball. Grandpa played baseball. Even great-grandpa played baseball. The sport is a passion of mine and always has been. As I watch game 1 of the World Series, I look at the bridge in the background beaming over the bay and I ache for clam chowder, served in a fresh sourdough bread bowl. Though the air is crisp and cool from the ocean breeze, I would be in Heaven sitting in this ballpark right now. If you have never been to San Francisco, I highly recommend it. There is so much to see and do. The food is A+++. The views are spectacular. The culture? Nothing short of amazing! Short and sweet this week! ;)
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Want to know something interesting? The only game I have ever been to was a Rangers game. If I had a favorite team I guess it would be them. I grew up with grandparents, aunts, and uncles whose lives revolved around baseball and the Rangers. My mom did not care about it which probably helped instill my lack of love for sports of all kinds.
ReplyDeleteOn another note, while I have have always thought you were pretty cool, your writing shows a side of you that doesn't show as a bartender. Great writing!