Being 25, I was a mere kid during the golden era of Angels baseball. I was a “fan,” but merely because my grandmother was too. Being born in Anaheim and raised most of my childhood to that point in California, it was an obvious fit. Growing up in the formative years of baseball love in Texas, however, stunted my Angels fandom. It was usually difficult to watch Angels games with blackout restrictions, so my love for baseball slowly diminished as things like video games were more readily available.
It wasn’t until college in 2012 when I’d start to force myself to watch a few games.