There’s nothing like a BYU baseball game.
The weather is perfect, the setting is beauteous, and the game itself is part of the most entertaining brand of baseball you’ll ever see.
On top of all that, I just love the BYU baseball team. Steve Parker, Kent Walton, Kasey Ko, Dan Vargas and others are all holdovers from when I covered BYU baseball for the Daily Universe in the Spring of 2007. I loved that team, and I still consider that the best part of my college career.
So when I went home Saturday I vowed I would return for many more BYU baseball games. It wasn’t until Monday that I realized Saturday’s game was the last home game of the year.
I was devastated. Remorseful. I acted too late. I could have been there when the team needed me, but I turned my back on them. And now they’re gone.
Please, readers, don’t make the same mistake I made. Next season plan on a few games to attend with your friends, your wives (not a polygamy joke), or you kids. It’s the best way to spend a spring afternoon.
Some quick thoughts about Saturday’s game:
- I love baseball crowds. It’s like going back to high school.
- Bronco Mendenhall was there with one of his sons (Cutter, Breaker or Raeder, I’m not sure).
- Robert Anae and Brandon Doman, BYU football coaches, were there with some recruits. I think one of them was Dallas Lloyd from PG. I excitedly told my friend Russ, but he didn’t seem to care.
- Jim Beam sunflower seeds. TYF.