Killing time waiting for class when I don’t feel like studying for that class makes me want to write, and listening to Kevin Calabro on 710 ESPN talk about what people are thankful for got me thinking. Yeah, I’m thankful for my friends and family and my health and the fact that I’m alive – all that is very well, and you’d be an unfeeling jackass not to be thankful for those things, and be thankful for them every day that you’re alive enough to take in air. But I have something else to be thankful for; the Seattle Mariners and baseball.
Before you go rolling your eyes, let me explain myself.
When I decided to quit the band that I was in back in 2005, it was with a sense of apprehension. I had identified myself as a musician for a good part of my adult life; that was just what I did. It was who I was. Originally, I had intended to go back to school back then for veterinary medicine, but money and distance prevented me from taking that responsibility on at that time. Finding a job and graduating into “adult” status was more important, and at the time I had a really good job doing contract work at Amazon. I applied for the position there to be a full-time employee, but despite working my tail off with 18-hour days, quitting my band, never seeing Tom or my friends, and a ton of other sacrifices I made for the position, I was told by the hiring manager at the time that I “didn’t want it badly enough”. I walked out the following Monday. But I still needed work, so I started looking for a temp-to-hire position, which I eventually found until lay-offs back in late 2008 (me and the rest of the city of Seattle).
Meanwhile, however, I was bored. I spent some time booking a tour for Tom in 2007, but at the end of everything, I decided that I was tired of the flakes, double-crossers, and general superficiality that makes up the underground music scene (Tom being a huge exception, of course). As baseball gradually started to take hold of me and my interest in watching games started to grow, I started writing about it (I used to write when I was in high school, just small works of fiction, then graduated to non-fiction for college-level English courses in my late teens; but I quit in favor of music). The more news stories, books, and blogs I read, the more I got involved in the game, the more able I was to write about it; and when my friends told me I should write about it in a more public forum, well, this happened. And now, there isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t think about the game, the players, what I can say/write about it, what I can read about it – and I have baseball itself and the team I follow to thank for that. I needed a way to express my artistic side, and writing about the team and the game has given me that in spades.
So yeah, I’m thankful for baseball, and I’m thankful that I live in a city with a major league team. I’m thankful that there are people who care enough to drop my little corner of the internet, and I’m thankful for all the new fan-friends I’ve met (even if only online) because we all share the same love of baseball and the Mariners. Without all of this, I’d probably just be another frustrated musician, bitching about writer’s block and how much “the scene” sucks – instead, I’m a frustrated blogger bitching about trades and how much losing sucks. Frankly and honestly, it’s a switch I can definitely live with.
I’ll be spending tomorrow with friends (my family is a bit too far away for this holiday), watching a little Green Bay Packers football and probably a bunch of other games, trying to not stuff myself silly, and being thankful for everything I have had (a closer named JJ), do have (2010 to look forward to), and will have (many years of Felix! Riiiight?).
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! What are you thankful for?