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One man’s meandering journey to baseball fandom

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I would love to tell you all that I fell in love with baseball at an early age and have been an avid fan all my life, but I can’t. For me, playing baseball just didn’t make sense…stand here and wait for the ball to be hit your way…sit here and wait for your turn to bat…so much nothing.

So how did I get to this point? How did I find my way here writing for a baseball blog?

When I asked myself these questions, the answer came to me in three parts:

The first thing that came to mind was my early indoctrination into the Aggie family. WHOOP! As you can see from the photo below, I have been wearing maroon and white from a very young age (as have my two younger brothers). I can gladly say that my sports fandom was born in the wonderful town of College Station, Texas. Some might call it brainwashing, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Outside of a very short period during high school I have always considered myself a part of the Aggie family. Having received my degree this past May I can officially say that I will be an Aggie for life.

Secondly, a general love for competition of all kinds has lead to a love of all things sports. This one I can thank my two younger brothers for. For years, our daily routine consisted of finishing homework as fast as we could and then hours and hours of whiffle ball, knockout, kickball, and street hockey. About the only thing that could stop us from running wild was the occasional Houston thunderstorm, which only forced us inside to play any number of sports related video games.

Finally, a move to Dallas sent me running back to all things Houston. While this may sound counterintuitive, it really did take a move to Dallas during high school to knock some sense into me. Now to put this into perspective you have to understand that this move coincided with the Rangers rise to contention and the unfortunate fall of a once proud Astros franchise. An endless parade of bandwagon Rangers fans acting as if the Rangers were some sort of baseball royalty left me defending the honor of my hometown Houston Astros. Fortunately, in my search for positive Astros news I found my way to The Crawfish Boxes where over the past few years I have quietly lurked reading and absorbing everything Astros related. Now as I take a position as a staff writer I’m excited to finally begin sharing my thoughts and observations.