I grew up in a female-dominant household where the sports we watched were primarily Olympic figure skating and gymnastics.
However, the Towerys were known for weekend jaunts to Houston to watch the Astros. To this very day, I could recite the entire lineup. Glenn Davis at first, Billy Doran at second, Rafael Ramirez at short, Ken Caminiti (God rest his soul) at third, maybe an outfield of Hatcher, Bass and Young, Biggio or Alex Trevino behind the plate (yes, Bigg started as a catcher and later was bumped to the infield. Trust me, people, I was there), and if you were lucky, Mike Scott or the great Nolan Ryan on the mound.
It was a thrill during our teenage years for my parents to take me and my sister to Houston for a weekend series. We got to stay in a hotel, eat ice cream, swim in a pool and keep score at the ‘Stros game.
This was back in the days of the Astrodome, when Minute Maid Park was just a twinkle in someone’s eye, and there was no Torchy’s Tacos Party Deck. There was soft serve vanilla-and-chocolate swirl ice cream and pizza and hot dogs. Programs cost a dollar, and tickets weren’t much more than that.
Now fast forward 20 years and the Houston Astros are the No. 1 team in baseball. Yes, they’ve been plagued with some injuries, but this just might be our year to shine. Let’s face it, it’s a lot more fun to watch a winning team than one struggling to score a run.
And as if the Astros’ winning streak wasn’t enough to make me fangirl off the radar, my Texas A&M Aggie baseball team is headed to Omaha for the College World Series.
What an exciting baseball season for fans and for Texans. Parents, do your kids a favor and splurge for some baseball tickets. You never know what a great impression you might make by throwing around a ball in the backyard or taking your kid to a college or professional game. We never forget those memories. We don’t all necessarily have big dreams of becoming professional athletes – or have the talent to do so – but I’d be hard-pressed to find anyone who doesn’t enjoy watching a live baseball game. The crack of the bat, the peanut shell shrapnel around your feet, the seventh-inning stretch … it’s magic.
April Towery is a reporter for The Sealy News. She can be reached at (979) 885-3564 or email@example.com.