History in the Making

We remember moments; moments in history that define our culture and plot certain times in our lives like the points on a graph, those “where-were-you-when” moments that happen every so often.  If you’re a sports fan in Canada, you’re in the midst of one of those moments right now. raptors logo

Although the official viewing numbers haven”t been released yet, most of us were watching last night, and many of us living in Eastern Standard Time are bleary-eyed, nursing an emotional hangover this morning.  Last Friday’s Game 4 win was the highest-ranked sports broadcast of the entire year, and I suspect last night’s game 5 ranks in that mix too.  And while a Monday night game is not ideal, settle in friends, our next moment happens on Thursday.

My children have grown into avid sports fans, and although my seven-year-old tapped out after the first quarter, my ten-year old made it to midnight.  He was perched on the edge of his seat, watching the final minutes of the game unfold in his pyjama pants and Raptor’s jersey.  They’ve seen the excitement building; the Raptor’s days at school, the flags flying on car windows, the #WeTheNorth cupcakes and cookies and hats.  And they’ve felt the energy in Burlington’s Burlassic Park and marvelled at the fans camped out in Toronto, waving cardboard Drake heads and jumping for joy.  They watch the pre-game promos intently, Raptors in 30 before school, and my seven-year-old daughter can rhyme off the starting lineup and half the bench.  They’ll be fans for life, officially hooked. raps pic

We’ve been explaining to them the significance of this playoff run for the past couple of months.  In their short lifetimes, they’ve also seen the Jays almost get there, and they remember how our living room erupted after Bautista’s 2015 bat flip.  But they definitely don’t realize the rarity of this event, and how long Toronto sports fans have been waiting for a championship.

They’ll be watching on Thursday night too, and on Sunday, if it comes to that.  And we’ll go to the parade- we’ll load ourselves onto the GO train, we’ll pull them out of school, we’ll be decked out in our Raptor’s red.  We’ll join the thousands upon thousands of other fans who have been waiting so long for our team to win. Why?  Because this is history in the making.

And that’s the best part of all this, isn’t it?  The camaraderie, the collective excitement, the coming-togetherness.  We’ve united from coast to coast, all part of a common goal, all sharing a common dream.  This is our time, our turn, our year.

Go Raps.

 


Game 4

If you follow my blog, or know me personally, you will know that I am a Toronto Blue Jays fan.  I grew up in a very sporty family, and even got to go to a game (all the way from lil’ ol’ rural Alberta) in 1993, when the last wave of Blue Jay fever was gripping Canadians.

I met my Jays-loving husband in 2004, and we have been to a game or two every year since, and started taking our children to games every Summer since they were tiny babes.  This year, we’ve upped our fanship significantly; we’ve probably watched 50 games on TV and been to five regular season games up close and personal.  Our children both have Blue Jays posters on their bedroom walls, my son can name every player, number, and position, and my four-year-old daughter will happily tell you every pitcher on the roster and how Osuna is mommy’s favourite.  We play backyard baseball in rain or shine, argue over the strike zone at our local ball diamond, and talk Blue Jays over breakfast nearly every day.  Am I painting a picture for you?  You see, we’re all in.

That’s why today is such a special day.

We’re taking our kids to the ALCS Game 4 this afternoon.  And the best part is, they don’t even know it yet; it’s a complete surprise.

It’s quite a surprise to me too, as the possibility of going to this game wasn’t even on our radar until yesterday.  But I don’t work on Tuesday afternoons, and a 4:08pm first pitch works well for families.  “This is our chance to take them to a playoff game,” I texted my husband.  “Let’s do it,” he said.

So, with falling prices on StubHub and a slightly early school pickup, we’ll be there this afternoon.  We’re raising sports fans, and this experience won’t be forgotten by any of us anytime soon.

This is #OurMoment.

 


And next week, I promise more than a BlueJays logo.

Hmmmm……

Well, I’m not quite sure how to followup what happened last night.  There was just that tiny goings-on of the Federal election and that other tiny happening of the BlueJay game.  It was kind of a big night for Canadians.  I was up very, very late, and my alarm went off very, very early.  So, like many of you, I will be fueled by caffeine and sugar today.  Paleo, what?

But if I write much about the election I am bound to get myself into trouble (the whole politics and religion thing at the dinner table, remember?  This blog is my dinner table and you and I are just sitting down for the appetizer.), and if I write much about the BlueJays, well, you already know my stance on that.  But it seems remiss to write about anything other than the above-mentioned topics, since my posts come from a place of genuine interest.  So there we have it, a rock and a hard place.

I will just post this, since I’M GOING TO GAME 4 TODAY and it’s at the top of my mind.

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And next week, I promise more than a BlueJays logo.