There may be nothing on this planet I love more than Atlanta Braves baseball. I was brought to the game by my great-grandmother, who loved the Chicago Cubs, but she had such high esteem for Hank Aaron that I dove into learning all about him. My elementary school mind saw a connection from Hank to the team’s star at the time, Dale Murphy, and I was hooked.
For nearly 35 years now, I’ve claimed the Atlanta Braves, and yet I’ve never once had a zip code that placed me anywhere near the Mason-Dixon line.