Sure, I'm a fan of football and basketball as well, but for me there are many things distinct about the game of baseball which make it like no other sport. The sounds, the smells, the history, and the anticipation that builds before giving way to the critical play all add to the richness of experience I take away from watching or more often recently, listening to, my favorite game.
It is only natural then that, as a father, I want to share these experiences with my son. I can even now envision the day when I'll be able to attend a game with him and a son, or daughter, of his own.
Lukas is 4 years old now, and now seems like the right time to begin taking him to more games to watch. Before now, with his nap and sleep schedule as well as shortened attention span, the time never seemed quite right to load up and take him to the ball park. The couple games we did attend before he was 1 were not for his sake, and frankly his being along made it difficult to focus on the game. So, since then we hadn't actually attended a big league game.
That all changed yesterday however, as Mrs. LIAYF and I took Lukas to the Mariners game against the Padres from San Diego.
We arrived early and entered Safeco Field through the Team Store. We entered there because as we were getting ready for the game - packing sandwiches, water bottles, fruit, and of course peanuts - we realized Lukas didn't own a Mariners shirt. That had to be remedied.
|Mrs. LIAYF, not a huge fan, first grabbed a Chone Figgins shirt. NO! I shouted.|
After getting the Ichiro shirt, like any good baseball fans, we headed straight down to the field to watch batting practice.
|Seats here would have been nice.|
Finally, as the game was about to begin, we made our way up to our seats. This is where I admit our tickets were free. They were ones I received because I enough of a regular at Starbucks, that I knew when they were having a customer appreciation giveaway.
As you might suspect, the tickets were in the nosebleed section. If you look closely you can see Ichiro running into right field in the picture below.
|That little white dot, centerish. Yeah, that's him.|
|Smile at the camera and I'll buy lemonade!|
Truth be told, he was squirming and ready to go by the third inning. But Mrs. LIAYF promised him that if he was patient and let daddy watch the game for another inning, we could go back to the real highlight of the visit to the ballpark for him.
He obliged, so we did as well.
|I'll admit, this was a pretty cool play structure|
After another inning of playing in the kid area we were ready to head home, a win for the team, and also for team LIAYF already securely in hand.
How about you readers? What events do you enjoy taking your kids too?