Here are a few pictures from the final day of camp when we played the Braves legends. There is a picture of me racing Otis Nixon before the game, a picture of Javy Lopez for all you ladies, and one of me pitching during the game. Plus some clubhouse photos of Dale Murphy talking to us, Sid Bream holding court, and others. I can’t post the video of me pitching against Javy Lopez, Sid Bream, Eddie Perez, Greg McMichael, and Greg Olson because the file is too large. So I plan to get Allison to help me post it on Facebook. Who knows, I may even finally put my picture on my Facebook account. Might get crazy.
When I watched the video of me pitching to Javy, I heard something that I didn’t know about at the time. I have a 3-2 count on him and he had just swung and fouled back a pitch. You can faintly hear him say to the catcher and umpire, “he’s going to strike me out”. Well, I walked him instead but it’s pretty cool that the thought was in his head. Actually, I think it would have been even cooler for him to hit one about 425 feet. That’s a ball I would have had to get signed.
Yesterday, it was back to work so I’m left with my memories, and all of the cool Braves stuff they gave us. One closing thought. I know almost every kid dreams of being a major league baseball player some day, and I am no exception. I use the present tense because I literally still do dream of playing for the Braves. It happens about every few months. The dreams vary but the one constant is that I am always missing something so I never get to bat and rarely get to play in the field. I’m usually missing my cleats or glove but sometimes I get lost and can’t find the field or once I was playing third and there was a brick wall in front of me so I couldn’t see the batter. One time I fielded a grounder but when I went to throw it, it was a Frisbee. Weird stuff that I’m sure a psychiatrist would have a lot of opinions about. So maybe now that I have actually experienced being a major leaguer, my dreams will be complete.
I hope you enjoyed reading about my amazing experience. I really appreciated and enjoyed reading all of your comments and apologize for not responding. But I was usually so dead tired, I could barely drag my butt to bed. I made some good friends on the trip and it will be great when we get together for our reunion at a Braves game in April.
Thanks so so much to Terrie for giving me this trip as a Christmas present. I ranks right up there with getting Tarbaby (my dog, for those of you who don’t know the legend) when I was 6. Thanks to Allison for setting up my blog and fixing my mess ups every night. Thanks to Bud Blide for teaching me how to hit. Even though I didn’t hit great, I would have been clueless if I had tried to use my softball swing. And special thanks to Preston Peavy for letting us use his hitting facility free of charge. If you know anyone who wants to learn to hit properly, this is a top notch program and I highly recommend it. Here is the link:
Most of all thanks to the Braves for putting on a first class major league camp. They promised on the first day that they would do everything possible to make us feel like major leaguers and they definitely succeeded. We had full access to the Braves clubhouse and training facilities and the Braves players treated us like teammates. It was amazing.