Baseball, a Wedding and a Front Porch

“Wanna go see a ball game tonight?”  Crysten asked earlier this afternoon.  “The youth are playing the men at Field of Dreams.”  I grabbed a few gloves in case they needed extra and we headed out to the park around 5:30 PM.

“Mom, you want to play?  The men are shorthanded.”  I sat there knowing they were all kidding – or were they?  No, they really DID want me.  So there I was out in left field trying not to embarrass the family.  Thankfully, I wasn’t too busy there the entire game.

“Old men playing with a handicap (me),” I thought as the game began.  I was sure we were about to get spanked. But, no, it was us 29 and them 9 at one point.  Finally, the young bucks found their stride and pulled closer, but the old people still prevailed in the end. 

I got an RBI, came across the plate once, and ended up on base three times.  By the end I was beginning to think I might be a secret weapon and not such a handicap, after all.  I’ve always loved softball and it was fun to keep up (somewhat) with the guys. 

Coming home we had fun listening to some songs from Crysten’s IPod.  Indulge me as I share some of the words…  Here’s one that reminds me of our attendance at Sea Dogs games or maybe even our game tonight (except for the beer part).

Cheap Seats

This town ain't big, this town ain't small.

It's a little of both they say.

Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A.

We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall.

We do the wave all by ourself.

Hang off, a blind man could've made that call.

We like beer flat as can be.

We like our dogs with mustard and relish.

We got a great pitcher what's his name.

Well we can't even spell it.

We don't worry about the pennant much.

We just like to see the boys hit it deep.

There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats.

The game was close, we'll call it a win.

Go off to toast the boys again.

That local band is back in town.

They got a kinda minor league sound.

They're not that bad, they're not that good.

But all in all it's understood.

We wanna dance, they wanna play.

We wouldn't have it any other way.
 

Now the majors called up oh what's his name.

And one more buildin' rises come.

And suddenly we're all grown up.

And this old town not quite so small.

But I'll always miss the middle size town.

In the middle of the middle-west.

With no name pitchers and local bands,

and mustard and relish and all the rest.

Cheap seats                             by Alabama

And this one is fast forward to September 26 when Kevin gives Erika to Donny. 

I Loved Her First

Look at the two of you dancing that way
Lost in the moment and each others face
So much in love your alone in this place
Like there's nobody else in the world
I was enough for her not long ago
I was her number one
She told me so
And she still means the world to me
Just so you know
So be careful when you hold my girl
Time changes everything
Life must go on
And I'm not gonna stand in your way

But I loved her first and I held her first
And a place in my heart will always be hers
From the first breath she breathed
When she first smiled at me
I knew the love of a father runs deep
And I prayed that she'd find you someday
But it still hard to give her away
I loved her first

How could that beautiful women with you
Be the same freckle face kid that I knew
The one that I read all those fairy tales to
And tucked into bed all those nights
And I knew the first time I saw you with her
It was only a matter of time

But I loved her first and I held her first
And a place in my heart will always be hers
From the first breath she breathed
When she first smiled at me
I knew the love of a father runs deep
And I prayed that she'd find you someday
But its still hard to give her away
I loved her first

From the first breath she breathed
When she first smiled at me
I knew the love of a father runs deep
Someday you might know what I'm going through
When a miracle smiles up at you
I loved her first   by Heartland

This next one is just a sappy tune, but nice… 

Lonestar - Front Porch View

The only ground I ever owned, was sticking to my shoes
Now I look out my front porch at this panoramic view
I can sit and watch the fields fill up with rays of golden sun
I watch the moon lay on the fences like that was where it was hung
My blessings are in front of me, It's not about the land
I'll never beat the view, from my front porch looking in

(Chorus)
There a carrot top who can barely walk, with a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong,
cuz she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl, holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in

I've traveled here and everywhere, following my job
I've seen the paintings from the air, brushed by the hand of God
The mountains and the canyons reach, from sea to shining sea
But I can't wait to get back home, to the one He made for me
Cuz anywhere I'll ever go, and everywhere I've been
Nothing takes my breath away, like my front porch looking in

Chorus

I see what beautiful is about, When I'm looking in
Not when I'm looking out....

Chorus

The view I love the most is my front porch looking in
Yeah, Yeah
There’s a carrot top who can barely walk...
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong...
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them...

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