#baseballopeningday

I would make that title twice as big if I could. (Maybe I can? I don’t really know how this works...) This is the first opening day in two years that we can really celebrate because we can be there. At the game. In person. Because 2020 was 2020. 

Opening Day 2019 was...well honestly, I don’t really remember the details. I have been to almost every opening day since Target Field opened in 2010 (missing only one because of a bestie’s wedding - you’re welcome Lindsey), and many at the Dome before that. 2018 ended unceremoniously, so while I was really excited for 2019 (NELSOOOOOOON CRUUUUUUUUUUZ), my hope was that our games would matter in September. Not the biggest wish to start a season. I know we won, because I have pictures and videos on my phone from that day. I know it wasn’t too cold, because one of those pictures is of a guy eating an ice cream cone unironically. (Yes, there are Twins fans who have eaten ice cream ironically in early season games.) I also know we played the Cleveland baseball team because a picture of the scorecard I have says so. (Picture evidence below.) 

So now we’re here, 2021 and I will likely remember Opening Day this year a bit better. Of course, our HOME opener is next Thursday so that’s the day I plan to remember. 

Today, the Twins started on the road and we lost. AND OH MY GOSH IT HURTS AND WILL WE BE GOOD THIS YEAR MY EXPECTATIONS WERE SO HIGH WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN I DON’T WANT TO BE A WILD CARD TEAM OR WORSE I DON’T WANT TO NOT MAKE THE PLAYOFFS! And why do I put myself through this every year? I want to care, but can I care just a little less? Yeah, no. The answer is no. I give my whole heart to this team every year. 

So yeah, I tend to overreact and second guess all my life choices when things don’t turn out the first few days of the season. That doesn’t change. The other thing that doesn’t change, I LOVE my Twins. Always have, always will. 

Happy Opening Day to those who celebrate. This is a great day, regardless of how your team did. Baseball is back. We get to be out there with our boys of summer this year. We lived through a year without getting to cheer in person, a year of only 60 games, no All-Star Game, neutral site playoffs and World Series, and we came out the other side. Enjoy all this year has to offer, cheer your hearts out (with masks on), don’t take a second of it for granted. 

(These are mostly reminders to myself, you do what you want.)