March 22, 2007
This week has been an emotional roller coaster ride. I feel like I have just finished a marathon session on Space Mountain and I thought the ride was over. There were the tremendous lows associated with my tickets not arriving last Friday, Saturday and Monday. Then there was the meteoric high when my tickets arrived on Tuesday. Then there was the low that Spring Training is nearly over followed by the high that Opening Day is only 11 days away for the Diamondbacks. Then there was the low that the Diamondbacks would open on the road against Colorado only to be countered with the high that I got my tickets to Opening Day in Denver so I would still be there. Finally there was the low that I didn’t have the appropriate clothing to wear for Opening Day. It would just be embarrassing if I showed up to the party sporting a Purple and Teal jersey that said Diamondbacks across the front. I’ve seen how brutal those announcers are along the red carpet at the Academy Awards and I didn’t want them talking about me that way. No, something had to be done and there wasn’t much time to do it. I was going to need a new jersey to take with me on this road trip and it had to be authentic. There is nothing quite like putting on an authentic jersey with the patch on the sleeve and the buttons strategically placed around the team logo on the chest. Nothing quite like sliding that shirt on and looking in the mirror to assess how you look. If I thought I could get away with it I would wear Diamondbacks jerseys every day just to remind me what its like to be at a game. Trina of course doesn’t agree with that last part. She puts her foot down whenever I suggest going to an all jersey wardrobe. That’s why her actions were so inconceivable to me today.