It’s a cliche that baseball is a game about fathers and sons, but some of us learn our love of baseball from the women in our families. We don’t hear as many stories about that in the media — probably because most sportswriters are still guys (and the female ones likely avoid the topic). I just ran across a rare article about a shared love of baseball between a woman and her grandmother, which you can read here.
My favorite part was this:
“But it was at dusk, as we had our ‘happy hour’ whiskey and crushed ice in the den, that my grandfather’s absence was suffocating.
Hoping to cheer her up, I went for the remote, “It’s time for your novela!”
She kept the remote from me and flipped through the channels, “You’re grandfather was the one that liked novelas. I like la pelota,” and she settled on the Marlins game and leaned back in her recliner.”
Sigh, that reminds me of all the times my mom dragged me to the hardware store as a kid…
Anyway, I don’t agree with the author’s notion about why women like baseball, but it’s nice to see a nod to real female fans in the media, seeing as we actually watch the games (instead of refreshing B-Ref for stats updates).
Burgie and Prof, see you tonight on the game thread.
*Don’t call me a freaking “lady fan.”