|Opening Day the Start of My Year|
Written by Jonathan Leshanski (Contact & Archive) on April 06, 2009
There is no day of the year that excites me as much as Opening Day.Â Â Not Christmas, not my birthday, not even Halloween, Thanksgiving or New Years Eve, all of which rank high on my list.Â Â No, Opening Day is special, very special, and for me itâ€™s the equivalent of all the others rolled into one.
To me, thatâ€™s the true start of the year.Â And the sign that things have started isnâ€™t the ball falling in Times Square, but the umpire stepping to up, and calling out â€śPlay Ball!â€ť at home plate.
New Year came a little early in my world, after all it was not just a game, but a new ballpark, and my daughterâ€™s first Major League game to boot.
And Citi Field is gorgeous, with its own unique features and character, but todayâ€™s article isnâ€™t about that (Iâ€™ll give you a full review of Citi Field after the opening series to give them a chance to work out a few of the kinks).Â But even on a damp night where the game was delayed for about a half hour it was a glorious event.
That euphoric feeling lasted the whole night as fans watched what turned out to be a good game, explored the new park and generally enjoyed themselves.Â It was what every Opening Day should be, one filled with hope, joy and generally enjoyed by all.
And the best part of it was that it was just foreplay to last nightâ€™s first game of the season, where the umpire stepped to the plate and cried â€śPlay Ballâ€ť for real, and the game counted in the standings.
I am sooo ready for baseball.