I can't believe this. I am the girl who rolls her eyes and mumbles "It's just a game," when people get worked up about pro sports. Yet now I find myself starting to tear up over Ichiro getting traded to the Yankees. The Yankees!!!!!! The weirdest part, I don't even really like baseball that much!
I met my husband at Safeco field. The first time we hung out was also at a Mariners' game. Then we made sure we went to at least one Mariners' game a year after that, even our first year in Baltimore. Sadly, last year, we missed our M's game because I was hugely pregnant and just couldn't be outside that long in the heat, so I got a baby sitter, borrowed an MLB video game, did my best to whip up home-made versions of our favorite Safeco treats (garlic fries and strawberry shakes), found Zombie Nation on Youtube and played it in the background as we cheered on a little animated Ichiro in our very own living room. My husband said it was the best date night I'd ever planned for us.
(It was a surprise for him.)
It's what we did. We went to the ballgame and cheered on Ichiro. It feels like I just called home and found out they'd torn down my favorite hangout in my home town. I'm a little heartbroken. Maybe in the future I shouldn't be so judgemental when people get worked up about pro sports. I guess I've been humbled a bit. I may not know Ichiro personally, but he's a part of some of my favorite memories with my husband, so he's become a part of my life. I understand what he's trying to do for the team, but it's sad that it's more important, even to him, to have a winning team than to have one of the few good role models in pro sports on the team. I honestly thought he'd be to Seattle what Stevie Yzerman was to Detroit. I'm bummed about this. I'm really bummed.