So if you’re wanting to know a little bit about me – you’ve come to the right place! The first part of this page is actually taken right from my first blog post, but then I added in some more “About Me” stuff that’s not so baseball related…
People often ask me how a girl got soooo into baseball. Well – a lot of things factored into it, and the timing of all of those things colliding made the impact that much more intense. But honestly, the foundation was always there. I’m from St. Louis, MO, home of the St. Louis Cardinals. Those of you who know – well, just about anything about baseball – know that St. Louis fans are considered to be some of the best fans in the game. We have the intensity you might find in Boston or New York, the dedication through thick and (extremely) thin that you see at Wrigley Field, the respect Phillies fans are oblivious to, and the knowledge that rivals ESPN’s staff. We recognize and often applaud a good play – even if it’s against us – and win or lose, we draw a crowd. I grew up in “Baseballtown, USA” – being a Cardinal’s fan was inevitable. Becoming a fan of the other 29 teams? Well there’s no better city to raise you to respect your opponent and hold even your biggest rival with regard.
After a disgusting breakup in my early 20s I was desperate for a distraction. It was early spring and I was at a new job. I overheard the guys planning their fantasy baseball draft. I, of course, knew very little about fantasy sports or how they worked, but it sounded fun so I pushed my way in. Being the only girl in a 16 team league, it was assumed that I would suck. The guys insisted that I choose a rather girlie team name, making it obvious that I don’t entirely belong. So I named my team My Little Pony. (Several times that season I found myself in first place, so I appropriately changed my team name to “Your Losing To A Girl.” They didn’t find it as funny as I did.) That summer I learned so much more about baseball and began to fall in love with players and teams all over the country. (I finished 6th overall, out of 16, not too bad for a girl, huh?)
For 7 years my family had season tickets, so I went to dozens of games each year and drank plenty of beer in nearby bars. One night I randomly met a guy who played for the Cardinals. A few weeks later I met a guy from the Reds. Then a Mets pitcher. I soon became close with a guy who seemed to know just about everyone in baseball, and he roped me into his circle as “one of the guys.” Over the course of a few years I had built a handful of good friendships that I still cherish to this day, tons of acquaintances and possibly even a couple of enemies in Major League clubhouses. (This eventually spilled over into the world of agents, scouts, front office folks and, down the line, even a couple of people from ESPN.) Knowing various people around the leagues increased my interest in other teams – and suddenly I found myself watching Pirates games, following the Nationals religiously, flying to see games that weren’t even the Cardinals… Some of these teams were, at times, painful to watch – yet I was captivated.
With each passing season I find more reasons to fall even deeper in love with the game.
And here’s the non baseball bio:
I grew up in south Saint Louis County. I have 2 older sisters, 3 nephews and a niece who is also my God daughter. My parents are still together, 40 years and going strong, and we all live within a few miles of each other. My dad just kicked cancer’s ass – so though it’s been a rough year, my family has plenty of reasons to celebrate life! I’m newly single, never been married and no kids – although when I find the right guy I do want both. For four years I worked as a College Counselor where I had the privilege of helping people take huge steps to make positive changes in their lives. Then in 2011 I decided I wanted to go back to school, full time, and continue my own education.
In my mid 20s I had this lingering itch to go to a Latin American country, learn some Spanish and take in some culture. (Plus I’ve wanted to live on an island since I was like 6!) I eventually got to a point where I just decided to say F-it! and go! I booked a one way ticket to Puerto Rico and off I went. I’d never been there before and didn’t know a single person living on the island, but I figured if I didn’t like it, I could always go home. From the very moment that I decided I was going, I never once questioned my decision or hesitated. When people asked me why I did it, the best answer I could ever come up with was, “Why not?” Honestly still I don’t know what possessed me to actually go through with it, but it was the best decision I’ve ever made.
While in Puerto Rico I got a job waiting tables and tried to blend in as much as I could. (My pale tan and bright red hair made this a little tricky, not to mention my Dora-like Spanish) I soaked up lots of culture, ate a variety of new foods (good and bad) and discovered some AMAZING music. But the absolute best part was the people. Some of the friends I made in PR are some of the best friends I’ve ever had. I stayed for about 16 months before returning to St. Louis, and it was an experience that changed my life. (BTW – Leaving PR was one of the HARDEST decisions I’ve ever had to make.) Every year during the holidays I go back to visit, and of course I always manage to squeeze in at least one Winter League baseball game! GO GIGANTES lol
Since my time in the Caribbean, I have developed quite a passion for Puerto Rico and all things even remotely related to my little island. Now that I’m home – I’ve rekindled my love affair with baseball and the Cardinals, and have reclaimed my place in Busch Stadium!I am currently finishing up a degree in Latin American Studies at Saint Louis University and plan to go on to a masters program. I also plan to become certified to teach English as a second language. Slowly but surely I’ve been writing a book, based on my experiences in the world of baseball, as well as entertaining tens of people with this blog!
(One very important thing you should know about me is that I can be very long winded – even in writing. This “About Me” page is a prime example of this. I try to trim when I edit, but just so we’re clear – you’ve been warned. lol)