The last two words of the national anthem ... "Play Ball!"
Fenway Park
Luis Tiant
Hours and hours of pickup baseball as a kid.
Strat-O-Matic Baseball as a kid.
Dirty uniforms
Fence crashing catches
Dogpiles (because they represent winning)
One on one time in the car traveling to tournaments
Just the two of us practicing in solitude at a field
Friendships
Memories
The look in a kid's eyes (at whatever level) when the light bulb clicks on.
When the kid in rec ball who "can't," does it.
Watching your kid play and realize he's not a little kid anymore.
Playing catch, shagging flies and BSing in the outfield during BP.
Pranks on teammates (this is the stuff we still talk about years later).
Women at Angel's games
GLM's