I learned tonight that the world series is starting here in Boston at Fenway Park. The Dodgers are playing the Red Sox. I have fond memories of watching baseball games in my youth. It was the one sport where I really did not have any ambitions of being competitive, so it was just nice to watch. I grew up in one of the few baseball towns in Oregon (it was mostly all track and field all the time–Nike/Duck U.). My brother, Doug and I watched American Legion and Babe Ruth League baseball during our youth and enjoyed it a lot. In the mid-1980’s when I lived in Silicon Valley, I attended matinee games at Candlestick Park. It was a great joy. Different from other sports. It would be nice to go to a Major League Baseball game, but there is something that is even more compelling to me about amateur baseball played for fun. My undergraduate university (Oregon State) has won three NCAA national championships. The head coach went to high school with my little sisters. Still, that is not nearly as compelling as hometown baseball. We currently live in a baseball town. Maybe I should take Lorena to a high school or American Legion or Babe Ruth league game this spring.