Don’t get me wrong, but I like baseball. I do. I really do. And I like watching the boys of summer. And I’m not trying to wish the summer away, but . . . is it time for football yet? I mean, it’s July; it’s hot; the grass is dead; it’s July, (it bears repeating) and it just seems like we’re entering the dog days of summer with no end in sight. But alas, there’s hope. There is always hope.
Baseball is ruling the day because the basketball season is long over, hockey is a long forgotten memory, and it’s too hot for football. So what’s a sport’s fan to do? Watch the Houston Astros? Not!
Don’t get me wrong, as the Astros are the hottest thing in baseball since peanuts and Cracker Jack. Sports Illustrated is even picking these same Astros to be the 2017 World Series Champs. Really! We’ll see. And if they do win, I’ll be kicking myself for not paying attention to them all summer long.
(But Lord please bring us some football!)
So let’s be patient and enjoy the summer while we have it. Patience is a virtue, and we shouldn’t complain about anything, even the fact that my Phillies stink. Yes, my Phillies stink and I don’t like the Washington Nationals, so I’m not watching baseball, at least for now.
So let’s be thankful for what we’ve got, and that’s baseball in the middle of the summer. Yes, that’s it! Let’s be thankful; sports wise, and otherwise too.