“Hey dad, you wanna have a catch?” Everyone has said those words at some point in their lives. Whether it was going out back and having a catch at dusk, going to the park, or in the middle of the street, as a young kid, was there anything better than having a catch with dad? It was almost like being given a gift to be able to play baseball for a little longer.
I was extremely lucky because my dad loves the game of baseball as much as, if not more than, I do. My first baseball glove and ball were purchased 8 hours after I was born and the only reason it took so long was that I was born at 11pm and every store was closed. I think that if you go around, the majority of people have memories of their dad and baseball. The first person to teach you how to play the game, about the history of the game, and take you to your first game was, most likely, your dad. That is why it seems appropriate that Father’s Day falls right in the middle of baseball season. Next time you are at a Phillies game, take a minute to look around and see all of the young fans there with their dads. Watch their dads point out players or explain a call/play during the game. Heck, look at all of the older fans who still bring their dads along and their kids. It is a really special bond that fathers share with their children.
Movies try to recreate this too. I challenge you to try and watch Field of Dreams and not get a little chocked up when Ray Kinsella turns to his father and says “Hey… Dad? You wanna have a catch?” In that one little line, the writers encompassed everything that ties fathers and sons and the game of baseball. You cannot put it into words what it is that fathers share with their children and the game of baseball. I have tried to do it in the past and I couldn’t and I still can’t. The whole point of this article is to try and convey the bond fathers have but I can’t but I tried.
I am lucky that my dad loves the game so he passed the love of the game onto me. He got it from my grandfather. For years I was treated to going to games with my dad. As I started college, we finally were able to meet up once a month, sometimes more often, go to Flyers games and catch up. We have been able to go to countless Phillies games over the years, the most memorable being Game 5 (both nights) of the 2008 World Series. This year I have been lucky enough to return the favor (sort of). I found two tickets to Phillies Opening Day and was able to treat my dad to a Phillies game. And, more recently, I was finally able to have my first beer with my dad while watching the Phillies. Two moments I won’t forget and shared with a common factor: baseball.
So, to all the fathers both with us and those passed, Happy Father’s Day from everyone here at Whiz Wit Sports.