Is there a word that can some up baseball season? Is there a phrase? Maybe a saying? The smells of hot dogs, and fresh cut grass. The sunny days when you feel the warmth on your skin as you sit in the bleachers watching the games. The constant stress, worry and anticipation as you sit on the edge of your seat inning after inning followed by overwhelming joy after a close win. This is what baseball is all about. What I can't explain is the amazing friendships and bonds created every year going through these things together. How can a sport bring people so close? Maybe it's the consistency of it all. I know when I go to a game that I will have a seat waiting for me just to the right of the dugout. I know that the friends and family will all be waiting there cheering for our team, and whether we win or not our faith in our husbands, sons, brothers and boyfriends will never fade. No matter what happens. They are my second family, they make this place my home. Being here for two years and having these people here to lean on, to go through the ups and downs with. They understand what it feels like when one of our boys is going through a slump and they will be there to sympathize with each other and cheer them on until they are on top again. All i know is that i wouldn't trade it for anything. I am not going to miss Lubbock when we leave, but i will miss this team, and i will miss the friendships created here. I will miss my baseball family.
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