May 31, 2013

First Comes Baseball, Then Comes Marriage

Let's kick this post off with my #backthatazzup Friday song because it's one of my favorite things about Friday.  (Have you met Whitney?)  I think my song fits today.

Last week, we reviewed a story about my first real interaction with my husband.  It involved Hawaiian leis and birthdays.  Our first date involved a baseball game and a bet.  It was exactly 8 years ago today.  I'm not the most sentimental person, but I definitely still have the ticket stubs from that game.

We got hot dogs and sat down in our seats.  We enjoyed a fabulous baseball game.  During the first inning, they passed around the All-Star ballots.  This lovely boy (Justin) that I was with thought he was super funny and decided to make a bet with me.  Whoever could pick the most players on the ballot that would actually make the All-Star team that summer would win.  The loser would buy tickets to a Red Sox vs. Twins game.

Sometimes boys underestimate a girl's knowledge of the sport of Baseball or sports in general.  Justin upped the stakes and if he lost (which he was sure he wouldn't), he would buy tickets for the game in Boston.

I grew up listening to almost every Twin's game on the radio.  I sat on my dad's shoulders when the Twins celebrated their 1991 World Series title at the parade.  I watched Kirby Puckett as I waved my Homer Hanky.  I know a thing or two about baseball.

The teams were announced a few months and quite a few dates later.  I won.  Plain and simple.

So, just a few months after we started dating, we both took a risk and boarded a plane to Boston.  We spent a few days exploring the city and falling in love with Fenway and the Red Sox.  I knew from that trip that this was the person I would be watching baseball games with for the rest of my life.

Apparently, this is the week of cheesy posts for me.  SORRY, NOT SORRY.  Also, this might help you understand how we can be both Twins fans and Red Sox fans.

Venus Trapped in Mars


  1. I LOVE this post!!! Best so far :) I love the baseball is such a huge part of your story! So awesome

  2. Aw, that's a great story! I love when guys completely underestimate a girl's sports knowledge. The look on their face is priceless every time.

  3. awwww!!!! this was jut too tooo sweet.

  4. Baseball is a huge part of my life too. I love how it brings so many people together. Love your story!

  5. Awesome post! My husband and I also love baseball and one year we drove to Boston, went to a game and fell in love with the city. On our way back we went to Cooperstown to the Hall of Fame. So fun!

  6. Well this isn't the cutest thing ever or anything, jeez. I made a bet with a Red Sox boy once, I'm a Yankee fan. I lost. My heart hurts just uttering those words.

  7. The twins broke my heart when I was younger. I love the Braves with all my heart and they beat them to win the world series one year. :(

  8. So cute... love this! I'm a huge Sox fan so I can see why you fell in love with Fenway! :)

  9. aw you little cheeseball - i love it! and you know i, too, love fenway and the red sox. fenway blate with our men someday?? a girl can dream...

  10. "i knew this was the person i'd be watching baseball game with the rest of my life" omggggg. i've been reading through all of the fan friday link ups, and this was the first blog i felt compelled to comment on because of that line. pretty much how i feel about my significant other! haha.


Thanks for reading my ramblings. It makes my heart happy.