A new job and a four hour commute have stolen my internet and SportsCenter time drastically, but in the midst of All-Star week I am taking a minute to reflect on something that hit me a few weeks ago at Camden Yards.
Everytime Nick Markakis came up to bat I was stricken with that gooshy, fuzzy, little girl feeling. Those eyes, that mean mugging picture on the score board, that swagger to the plate. Looking around, I couldn’t help but wonder how many other girls, young and old, were swooning and perhaps creating their first jersey obsession.
The first professional baseball game I ever attended was at this beautiful park and was full of peanuts and Cracker Jacks, and most importantly the birth of my first athletic crush. Brady Anderson was a tall dark handsome hunk of man that was conviently positioned about 50 yards from our seats. An amazing lead off hitter and stellar center/left fielder, I was hooked. I lost count of how many times my friend Amy and I went to Camden just to see Brady, clad in our Anderson jerseys, but it sparked a love of baseball and of athletes in general that will never die!
So enjoy this ode to Nick and girl ballpark crushes everywhere, and please comment with your first jersey wearing love!
And of course… the man himself…