I admit it didn’t start off on the right foot. I was supposed to wake up at 7:15 this morning to make it to Dodger Stadium at 8:30 since they were going to open the clubhouse early at 8:50. But my alarm didn’t go off. My fault. I should have tested it last night since it was my first time using the alarm on my new phone.
Instead, I woke up at 7:55 and rushed to get out ASAP. Thanks to the 110 Freeway Toll Lanes, I zipped to the Stadium. Also thanks to emailing the Dodgers that I was going to be there I got to park in the normal spot and a seat in the press box proper instead of being relegated to the media dining room.
Just to tell you how late I was running, I had to resort to my emergency stash of instant coffee when I left my apartment.
But it was uphill from there. Talked to Justin Sellers for a little bit. Sandy Koufax made an appearance. Saw a transcendent performance by Kershaw, a 4-hit shutout of the Giants AND a solo homer in the bottom of the eighth inning to give the Dodgers the 1-0 lead.
A lot of times I bitch about how long the baseball season is, how much of a drag it can get. And it does. Some of these games in July and August are damn near unbearable.
But Opening Day is not one of those games. It’s a clean start. It’s the joy of the game. It’s the start of a journey unknown. It really is exhilarating. I need to remember this in July.