by Michael Sanders

Our lives are very fleeting. They are filled with moments and events that we will never forget. For me I will never forget events like proposing to my wife, graduating from college, and getting the phone call that told me I had been hired as a video editor. Those are events that are etched into my memory. My life has also revolved around sports. With each big moment that happens to one of my favorite teams I can tell you where I was and what I was doing when it happened. The best events have happened when I experienced it with others. I have always believed that sports is better experienced in a communal environment. That could be at the stadium or arena, with a group of friends at a bar, or just at someone’s house for a watch party.

I will never forget being at my church watching the 2001 Orange Bowl and seeing my beloved Sooners capture their 7th national championship. We had probably 50 people there and none of could believe what we were seeing. With each quarter that went by the anticipation started building and the tension in the room continued to increase. Then in the 4th quarter when Quinton Griffin scrambled in for the touchdown to make the score 13-0 the room exploded. Everyone was on their feet screaming, clapping, and high-fiving all the people around them. It was an unforgettable moment.

That is what sports is, but to me, nothing tops baseball. Baseball is a team sport built around individual battles. It is the pitcher going up against the batter, each of them trying to figure the other out. The pitcher has a scouting report on the batter and the batter has one on the pitcher. When the batter steps into the box though all that is gone and it is just mano e mano. Each of them trying to bring their best stuff for that appearance. To me the only things that match it in sports is in basketball when they clear it out for the superstar to try to make a play, penalty kicks in soccer, or shootouts in hockey. Unlike the other sports the battle between a pitcher and batter occurs to start every play in baseball.

As a fan, my favorite moments has been when the complete unexpected has happened. I will never forget being in my dorm room at college watching the 2004 Texas Rangers go up against the Oakland A’s in September. Going into the series the Rangers needed to take all three to have any shot at the division going into the final week. They took the first two games, but in-game three it looked like the A’s were going to take it and shut the door on the Rangers season. It was 4-2 after the A’s had put a run in the board in the top of the inning. Dotel was coming into the game. All he had to do was get three outs and the Rangers would be practically eliminated. He gets the first out, then boom, Blalock hits a home run to make it a one run game. Michael Young then with a double, Teixiera with the intentional walk to try to set up the double play, and Brian Jordan then beats out the throw to stop the double play. So, two outs, and I am on my feet in my dorm room on this Thursday afternoon. David Dellucci comes up and 2-2 count, then he pulls one to deep right field and Jermaine Dye is heading to the corner trying to get it, and he dives and the ball shoots by him. Michael Young scores and Brian Jordan, running as if he was ten years younger, beats the throw home. I am jumping up and down screaming my head off, and not caring who was around. That is a moment that I will never forget.

In my life, baseball has provided me with many moments like that, whether it be good or bad. I remember the game where the Rangers beat the Orioles 30-3 in the first game of the doubleheader. It was a game where most of the starting lineup was full of people who no one would be able to recognize in a game that nobody would care to watch. I will remember the 2010 ALCS game 1 against the Yankees where the Rangers had established a big lead heading into the late innings, only to see the bullpen blow it. Then, the thoughts about if this was going to happen again, are we really going to lose to the Yankees again. Of course they didn’t and they made their way to the World Series for the first time.

Baseball is a funny game, you never know what you are going to get. You know that there is going to be at least 27 outs for each side. Other than that, the rest is a mystery until the umpire says, “play ball”. That ultimately is what I love about baseball. I love the day in day out storylines that it provides. The hitter who is on a hitting streak, the pitcher who can’t seem to lose, the team who is on a winning streak, or the young player who is having a breakthrough season. I love all of that. I love seeing someone I have followed from the minor leagues on up start to realize their potential. That is what being a baseball fan has been like for me. It started when I was 7 years old and continues to this very day. Every year around this time I start to get fired up, because soon pitchers and catchers report, and soon after that the games get started. I hope this has given you insight into what life as a baseball fan and sports fan has been like for me.