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Don’t ask me to quote player stats. I can barely tell the difference between a strike and a ball. Really can’t I tell you anything other than I know when it’s a home run. All I can tell you is that I love baseball and I love the Braves.
Now don’t get it twisted. Being a New York gal, I do love me some Yankees, so let’s just say that a game between the two is both pleasure and pain but still a win-win for me.
I fell in love with the Braves at my first game in Atlanta in the year 2000. I sat in a nosebleed section … scorching heat and no shade. But the moment the pitcher threw the first ball and the bat cracked, I was hooked. By the end of that game I was sweating, hoarse … and in love … with baseball.