I grew up to the sound of Vin Scully’s voice. This man is an extra grandfather to every Dodger fan. He’s a legend. I am not the only kid who grew up with this man – he has been broadcasting Dodger games for half a century. He started more than 50 years ago when the Dodgers were still in Brooklyn. And six months out of the year I, along with many others, miss him terribly. Come April, my family waits with anticipation for the Boys in Blue to come back out of their hibernation, and Vin along with them. Every year, this is a very, very important day.
And now, without further ado, it’s time for Dodger Baseball.
Yes, I know the season started last week, but Monday is our first home game. Chavez Ravine will fill up with thousands of happy fans, grateful to have baseball back. Now I am perfectly aware that this is not actually in Pasadena, but it’s not hard to get there – our freeway hits the stadium. It could not be any more perfect. My family moved to Pasadena when I was four, which happened to coincide with the Dodgers winning the World Series, which happened to get my father interested again in baseball (he was from DC and he was still bitter his childhood team, the Senators, had moved to Texas), which made us realize how close Dodgers Stadium was, which made me into the girl I am today – a baseball junkie. Pasadena is a great place to love baseball, it’s just a hop, skip and a jump away. So get some tickets and head out to the ballpark. Come on, do it for Vin.