Rocky Mountain Pride
Ever since 1993, I’ve been a fan of the Colorado Rockies. I used to be able to name the inaugural roster of players in alphabetical order by their last names, but time moves on. I knew every player’s statistics from that 1993 team, from the ‘Big Cat’ Andres Galarraga and Dante Bichette to Danny Sheaffer and Curtis Leskanic. It didn’t matter if they were stars or reserve players. The Rockies were always my team, and I would fall asleep each night reading statistics from last night’s box score.
In the past few seasons, attending a Major League Baseball game has started to become unaffordable for a lot of people, including myself. I used to attend 10 to 15 games each season with my father and uncle James, but now we typically watch the games on satellite TV and if we can’t watch them, then we record them with satellite tv dvr. I figure that there’s no use missing the Colorado Rockies just because we can’t see the game in person. It’s still live, and I can still see my favorite players.
My hope for the upcoming baseball seasons is that all owners start to appreciate the fans even more. While I don’t expect ticket prices to be as cheap as they were a decade or two ago, it would be nice to have some paycheck left over after we buy those tickets.
