In the baseball world, it’s been a historic week.
With the passing of Willie Mays, perhaps the greatest to ever play the game, highlight reels and tributes have been aplenty. Then came Thursday’s MLB game at Birmingham, Alabama’s Rickwood Field, the oldest professional ballpark in America, to honor to Negro Leagues. I lost count of how many times I’ve teared up, gotten chills or been rendered speechless except for wow. I’ve learned new stories and received a beautiful reminder of why and how much I love baseball.
As a Colorado Rockies fan often subjected to heartbreak and frustration, the feeling was a welcome reprieve.