Opener

Finally Spring is here. Thank goodness. As I listen to sports radio today, I am reminded of the change in season.

Rushing up to the stadium with the anticipation of an eight year old. The feel when you walk through your entrance, as it opens up in front of you and you get the rush that comes from sensing the mass of humanity surrounding you. Wiping what you hope is rain off the seat and collapsing your body into the hard plastic. The smell of the field and the sausages. The din of the crowd and the announcers trying to speak over them. Watching the players take the field, usually a distant sight of strong but small men which makes you wonder what they were talking about a before they came out, what they are thinking. The slow start of the game, event upon event, a play beginning to set up. Then an opening revealing a possiblity. One team capitalizing on a moment and the swell of emotion that accompanies it. And how it can last throughout the game. Or navigating your way through the emotions of a more complex game, where either your wisdom and patience prevail or you are stripped bare and acknowledge that you are still a child.

Of course, on the radio they talk about baseball. But the football season is here.