- Going to the store together to buy your sons first “real” glove.
- Watching a kid step up in a big situation… and deliver
- A walk off base hit celebration (as long as it’s not against my kids)
- The time spent with family and friends while out on the tournament/showcase circuit
- The buzz in the stands in the late innings while a no hitter/perfect game is in the works… the anticipation of witnessing something special is exhilarating.
- Pickup games from my youth that last until you couldn't’t see the ball anymore
- Sitting on the front porch as a kid with my dad listening to Marty Brenneman and Joe Nuxhall call the Reds games.
- Taking my kids to their first major league game
- Our dinner table conversations about anything baseball… as my daughter would roll her eyes as if to say… get a life.
- Growing up in the Cincinnati area during “The Big Red Machine” era.
EDIT: Sorry I just realized my list probably consist of more memories than anything else so I guess I need to add... One of the things I like the most about baseball is the memories associated with the game.