There are hundreds of thousands of baseball fans in this world. Die Hard enthusiasts that cheerfully wear their favorite player’s names on their backs and shout praises when they make a great play during a game. However, just to clear the air of the real superhero’s of the baseball world…. its their wives.
Ask any lady of the baseball world right now, what they are doing.
c. Apartment Hunting
d. Managing an entire household, complete with children and dogs, by themselves
f. Drinking heavily
g. Waiting to see where they are moving to for the next 7 months
h. Stressing because their husband isn’t sure of his roster status
i. Getting kicked out of their spring training house with no place to go
j. All of the Above.
Want a hint? Bet you don’t even need one (J…the answer is J)
Baseball is a great game that offers challenge, competition and excitement into anybody’s lives. With the good however, also comes the stressful moments and the times where it would be so great to just have the help of that guy you married. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind packing up an entire house and moving every 6 months, I mean, that’s just life. We do it because we love the men we married. (Like, A LOT) Most of us spend more hours cursing this sport then enjoying it, but we wouldn’t trade our lives for much else. But that is where its gets sticky. There are many women in this world aspiring to be a baseball wife, dreaming with high ambitions that their favorite player will fall madly in love with them and live happily ever after in the spotlight.
SPOILER ALERT: this isn’t a fairy tale. Never desire to be a baseball wife. Do not have it be a dream of yours to be a WAG…have it be a privilege. Because that’s what it is. It is a privilege to watch our men live out their life long dreams in front of thousands. When I was 17 years old going on my first date with Josh, I surely wasn’t wishing for this lifestyle. But now that I am in it, I am glad that I have so many other women out there who too, live the crazy life with me. They get me. They know how to handle my crazy. They are my baseball family.
Point is. As I sit here amidst a fortress of boxes, waiting to see what the next 48 hours holds for my family, I cheers to all my baseball sisters. You are the superstars that make the baseball world go round. We don’t have jerseys or spots on the roster, however maybe we should start signing autographs? Or wearing capes? OR something.
I am up for it, if you are.
2017 Baseball Season…Bring it on.