On July 5 I remembered why I love baseball. After watching the Everett AquaSox fight back from a nine-run deficit in the ninth inning only to lose by one run, I remembered the lost joys that minor league baseball brings to its spectators. The players on the field weren’t concerned about who had a bigger contract. Many of the players barely make enough money to buy food. The AquaSox weren’t playing for themselves or a sponsor, but for the fans and the love of the game.
The feeling I got in the pit of my stomach when the count was full for the Sox with one out and the tying run on second was one I haven’t felt in a while. Though a little more than 3,000 people attended the game against the rival Eugene Emeralds, their screams and cheers were louder than at any major league game I have ever attended.
With this year’s All-Star Game being hyped as a “this time it counts” game instead of a “show of skill and talent” as it has been – and players changing teams on what seems like a regular basis – it was good to watch a baseball game where the only things that mattered were the fans and excitement of an old-fashioned baseball game.
Thank you, Everett Aquaox, and all minor league teams for reminding us all why we are fans of America’s pastime.
Lynnwood
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