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Thursday, September 2, 2010

bleeding blue throughout the years

this blog is dedicated to dodger baseball and my family. I fell in love with Baseball and the Dodgers at a very early age. It came from my mom's side of the family. I went to my first dodger game when I was 6, and instantly became enamored with the dodgers. It was in my blood after all.

I grew up in southern california, born and raised. growing up was tough, my folks split up at an early age, and I was unable to play baseball due to being born with a rare form of Muscular disease. I was very close to my Uncle who was a lifelong die hard dodger fan. Of coarse his father my grandfather was also a lifelong dodger fan from the days when they were still playing in brooklyn. (my moms side of the family is from Boston acutally) I was born into blue.

My uncle was like a second father to me, so I was put to bed with stories of dodger greats like Sandy Koufax, Don Drysdale, Maury Wills, Steve Garvey, (the record setting infield) etc.. etc...

my first year following the dodgers was when I was 8, it happened to be the year the dodgers won the world series. even if you dont follow baseball, you should know how that year turned out. Orel's 59 straight scoreless innnings, defeating the mets in the NLCS behind Gibby and bulldog, and of coarse Kirk Gibson's unbelievable pinch hit game winning home run off of Dennis Eckersly in the bottom of the 9th inning in game 1 of the world series.

Ive been a die hard fanatic ever since, and I never looked back. going to hundreds of games over the years, pennant races, playoffs, and hey I even saw a few wins here and there LOL.

1 comment:

  1. There's just something about baseball and especially the Dodgers and Dodger Stadium that I became enamored with at a very young age. Even though I'm a girl, I still enjoyed watching games, playing catch, and collecting baseball cards. Going to those games with Uncle Mark really were great memories. I still have my autograph book, and someday I will pass it in to my daughter. I remember your 1988 World Championship Pennant hanging over your bed. The names of all the players were on it, and I would always look at it and be proud. I hope someday to relive the excitement of another World Series berth.