I was watching a New York Yankees’ game over the weekend and I couldn’t help but notice all the empty seats at the new stadium.

Okay, background information… the Yankees have this new stadium with astronomical prices for the seats, especially the club seats and closer. Well, with the economy and the lax response to purchasing those pricey seats, the Yankees’ organization lowered the prices. Obviously, in hopes of acquiring more patronage.

Still, the seats remain empty.

Wow! How many times do things happen that you’re just not expecting… or further more, just don’t want to deal with (Huh, just name a day of the week, right?)?

Okay, I’m going to set the scene…

A professional basketball player is working, playing ball, when he hits an amazing, last-minute shot. In his excitement, hustling back up the court, he bumps into a boy spectator, who is up cheering and sharing the game with his dad.

From that story, would you say there’s anything malicious at play (I’ll wait…)? Well, you’re wrong if you said there was nothing to this story. Apparently, the fans in question were rendered less than happy, feeling like the push was more than a harmless act on the part of the player. “Big Baby”, the Celtics’ player, even issued an apology after the random story hit.

But I have a sorta rhetorical question… When you pay (“pay” is the key word) to sit on the floor of any professional game, isn’t that also saying that you know plays may come out of bounds and you’re vulnerable to those plays? I’m just saying, if you don’t want the sweat, the profanity, the flying ball, or the flying bodies, then pay a little less (probably alot less… LOL!) to sit in the more common seats.

Good job, Big Baby, for issuing that apology although you were just doing your job.

Wow… Manny. Hubby says he knew all along, but didn’t care ’cause you provided so much entertainment. I must say, I didn’t know… I believed your hits were a result of hard work and crazy skills.

Steroids? Now, along with the 50-game suspension, how much of that overwhelmingly fat check are you willing to part with?

Shocked…

So, the 2009 NFL draft was this weekend. Many dreams came true for a lot of young men on Saturday and Sunday… Those who dreamt as young boys about their names being called, finally got to the point of making their dreams a reality.

I like the stories behind the draft… The ones that tell you about the person rather than their stats. For me, it just reminds me of what this site is all about (You know?)… I mean, I love the game, but what makes this player relative and relevant to me? Here’s one…

Michael Oher, once an offensive tackle for Mississippi was picked up by the Baltimore Ravens. The thing is, he was once homeless. Just watching this guy and his humbleness brought chill bumps all over. He was just so thankful and appreciative for the opportunity. He said he was ready to start today. Man…

The family that took him in were there to share in the celebration and he, for me, just stole the show by his story and his desire to now be there for the family who took him in.

Man, I’ve got to follow this guy to see what he does… And, apparently, others have already followed his story… Oher’s journey was chronicled in a book, The Blind Side, by Michael Lewis. I’m sure the book will be a moving read.

Keep your eye on this guy…

So Elijah Dukes, outfielder for the Washington Nationals, was fined by his team… Guess why (come on, come on, guess)? He was five minutes late because he was speaking at a Virginia Little League gathering. Wow, right? It wasn’t because he had a late lunch or because he overslept or even because he got stuck in traffic. A professional baseball player was speaking to potential professional baseball players about the game… Amazing!

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So the parents of the Little Leaguers decided to pay the $500 fine and even offered an extra dollar for administrative costs. There are so many directions I could take this in, but I’ll just stop here with this…  The priority of some of professional sports organizations is still surprizingly disappointing with all more serious issues going on within sports today.

Little leaguers yall, little leaguers yall…

So Yankee Stadium is now open for business and the New York fans came out in full force to appreciate the billion-dollar sight. The stadium is an unbelievably beautiful place… sorta looking like a Roman colliseum.

The thing is the Yankees loss their home opener…

I really don’t think New Yorkers care too much. I’ve found that they really seem to support one another no matter what the task. What speaks profoundly to this notion is that the actual field looks the same as the old one… a definite shot out to the past.

For me, it’s a great example of remembering what’s important… That you don’t have to leave the memories of the past behind in order to achieve greatness in your tomorrows.

You know, no words can ever express a loss, especially an untimely one, right? We express our sincere thoughts and prayers to the Adenhart family in the loss of their son, Nick Adenhart.

Adenhart, the 22-year-old pitcher for the Los Angeles Angles, was killed last week in a car accident by a drunk driver.

Two others lost their lives in that fatal crash and we send sympathies to their families as well.

Wow, right?

I was reading an article this morning about Michael Jordan’s son, Marcus, and I had an interesting thought (Well, it was interesting to me… LOL!)…

K, so Marcus Jordan has chosen to continue his basketball career at a seemingly less than desirable college, the University of Central Florida. While the article actually commended his choice, noting that it was a good decision now for better recruitment possibilities later, I still acquired a weird feeling behind the news… or the potential reaction to the news.

First, who could possibly live up to being Michael Jordan’s son?… (I’m not going anywhere with that, I just needed to ask to satisfy my own selfish desire.). What I want to address is the endless hawk on the backs of so many to do or to be… (I know normally the hawk reference if in accordance with weather, but I liked the graphic picture of a hawk on someone’s back…)…

Like Marcus, if people (old and young alike) would just make decisions based upon what is best for their lives, their futures, and not concentrate so much on popular opinion… man, what a world this would be.

I learned early on to beat to my own drum (That sometimes got me in a world of trouble, but that’s another story for another post. LOL!). It’s an unpopular and hard thing to do sometimes, but I believe it leaves you with less regret…

Hey yall… it is Major Leage Baseball (MLB) Opening Day (Last night was MLB’s actual. opening night, but not many respect that as the official start of the season.). My Hubby is not a baseball fan; however, I think I can convince him to be more interested in the game… What does this day represent? It’s like Spring… new beginnings, new identities, new relationships, new opportunities, etc.

If you are in relationship with a baseball fan (yourself not being one) then take some time to breathe and reflect on the meaning of a new season. Your sig-other hopefully has renewed hope and excitement for the coming season. Capitalize on that and bring a new dimension to your relationship. Well at least that is my suggestion…

Yay baseball! I love when another seasonal sport begins… and, seriously, the best part is that I’m a little closer to summer (LOL!).