My first love... Baseball

The first time I fell in love I was two years old. There is a picture that I have framed in my house that is very dear to my heart. Hits me in the feels every time I look at it. It's of me when I was around two (or so I'm told) with my Grandad standing over me showing me how to hit a ball off a tee. Big red bat in hand, that's when I met my first love, baseball.

Ever since then I've held a special spot in my heart and soul for the game. Every time I play and step between the chalk, I feel like I'm home. When I go to a ballgame and hear the sounds, smell the smells and see the sights, I'm rejuvenated. Now I get to share those things with my Son. Last month my Wife, Son and I met my Dad and his Wife, Laura down in Phoenix for Spring Training. There is a famous quote by Roger Hornsby that says: "People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring." So when spring rolls around, every baseball fan knows the elation and buzz in the air. Especially down in Arizona for the Cactus League. The fact that my Wife, Alysen loves baseball just as much as I do makes it that much more special to experience as well!

When my Grandad passed, my Dad and I stood up together and spoke about him and what he meant to us. Something my Dad said I'll never forget. He said "I'll never take for granted again being able to go out and play catch with my Dad." Of course he was speaking about playing catch as a Dad now. As my Son grows older and the countless times we get to play catch together I never want to take it for granted. When the three living generations of Cowan men get together around the game of baseball, it is an extremely special time for me. The look on my Dad's face while he holds his Grandson in these photos tell our story.