I had been waiting and trying to anticipate what was going to happen and what I was going to see. I was so anxious to see what awaited me inside the walls of the stadium. I walked into the stadium and saw the variety of vendors selling snacks, food, and drinks. I inhaled the smell of ballpark hotdogs, crackerjack, and peanuts, they started to make my mouth drip with water, my stomach begging for the various treats. After that, I saw something I would never forget, the glorious baseball diamond. I had seen it a countless number of times on T.V., but I had never seen it in person before. The infield dirt untouched, which would later become filled with many amounts of footprints from spectacular plays. The outfield grass glimmered a perfect state of green, every clip of grass perfect as far as the eye could see. The foul lines a perfect stripe of white chalk waiting to be dusted over by dirt and stepped on when making a diving catch. The foul poles, a towering yellow spire, waiting to be hit by a fair ball. Outfield walls were looming over the players, waiting to be slammed into for a highlight reel catch. The scoreboard, a bright light from the outfield, was waiting for all of the zeros to turn into a numerous amount of numbers. The historic Arch, standing tall into the distance, serves as a gleaming silver symbol of westward expansion. My favorite moment of all, the energetic crowds, who share the same love for the game as I myself. Everyone …show more content…
I was so happy I got to go and when I got home, I dreamed about being on the field in the white uniforms, waiting to be smudged with dirt stains and drenched in sweat. I longed to wear a hat with the Cardinal bird on it. I dreamed of wearing the word “Cardinals” on my chest.
I love baseball and so does my family. It was such a treat to go see them play. I learned how fortunate I was to go see a baseball game, because not most people get to do things like I did. I also learned that something amazing can bring so many people together and unite them as one. I learned not to take anything for granted and to cherish these moments forever. I always will, and to this day, it has become a tradition that whenever we go to St. Louis, to try and go see a Cardinals game together, as I once did. I am a true fan with my family and we see how awesome something as small as baseball is. I am affected by this now because I will never forget this moment. It bonds us forever, and I will know how many other people are just like me, and share such a love for baseball. This has made me love baseball even more, simply because I got to go see a