So yesterday I went to a Blue Claws game with my dad. The Blue Claws is the local minor league ball team. My dad and I would go to games all the time when I was younger but we hadn’t been to one in a while. So since I hadn’t seen him in a while until yesterday, I figured that it was a great time to go again. Little did I know that it would be a great learning experience for me. Here are of the lessons I learned yesterday.
Lesson 1: Sometimes you have to just go with it.
My dad is one of those people who does what he think is a good idea no matter how illogical it may seem. Also, when he has his mind set on the idea it is very hard to make him give it up. As we got to the game, I started heading to the ticket booth to buy our tickets. My dad on the other hand just started walking to the gate. I told him that we needed tickets but he insisted that we just walk in. Knowing my dad, I just followed him to the gate and figured we would get tickets when they turned us away. This is where the learning comes in. The man at the gate just looked at us as we walked by. It was not as if we snuck past him or tried to pretend we were already in the game and forgot our tickets. We just walked up, said hello, and walked in. Now I do not know if since the first inning was over we did not have to pay or what the deal was. All I know is that they sold tickets for the game and we did not buy them.
This experience showed me that sometimes you just have to go with it. Sometimes you just have to attempt something, see if it works, and then go with the logical plan if it fails. Life doesn’t always have to make sense. No matter how much we try to make sense of it, it doesn’t have to. This is why we need to just go with it and don’t ask questions. I will never know why we go in for free so there is no point in asking.
Lesson 2: Don’t let other people get in the way of your fun.
After all the years of being in public with my stepfather and my dad, I have grown a thick skill and find it rare that I get embarrassed. They are both pretty shameless and do or say what every they want in public. After being exposed to this my whole life I thought that I could no longer get embarrassed. Well yesterday my dad showed me I was wrong. As we took our seats he almost instantly starting chanting for the Blue Claws. Not only was he the only one chanting but he had to have the worst sports chanting rhythm I have ever heard. Trust me on this one; I am the definition of white boy meaning I know a thing or two about bad rhythm and I get it from my dad. Not only did he have terrible rhythm with his cheers but he would stop after the first one. Who does that?! Even if people wanted to join in with him they couldn’t because he would stop.
So as his awful cheering continued, I would hide my face, move a few seats over, and pretend I did not know him. I did this all jokingly of course because I was only a little embarrassed that my dad was being “that guy.” However, he was having fun and he did not care what anyone else thought. This is the philosophy I usually take with things like this especially in places where you will most likely never see the people again. So after a giving him some tips on how to start a chant, I joined him and found out it was actually a lot of fun. I believe that fun transferred to others as well. Although we may have made one couple move their seats, it seemed like everyone else around us was having fun with our obnoxious cheering especially because they started to join in. Did we get the whole stadium to cheer with us? No, but we got a few people to go along and we had fun. So don’t let other people thoughts or attitudes get in the way of you own life.
Lesson 3: Sometimes just being there is enough.
I have this really bad habit of never staying in touch with people. Whether is it my mom, dad, sisters, grandparents, or friends, I am just terrible at staying in touch. When I am at school I never remember to call my mother and she yells at me all the time. If I am not actually with my friends I don’t remember to send them a text to see how their summer is going. If they text me first, I can still find a way to forget to text them back. I do not know where this bad habit came from but I know I have to work on it. Yesterday was another great example of why I need to work on it.
After the game yesterday, my dad kept saying what a great time he had and that he felt like it was his birthday. It wasn’t that it was an extraordinary game because let’s be honest, it was just a minor league team. It was just a great time. It was a beautiful day and a classic father son outing to a baseball game. This is when I realized it doesn’t matter what you do or where you go. It doesn’t matter if it is just a 5 minute phone call or an hour-long conversation. Sometimes just being there is enough. Sometimes just taking the time to call you mom and see how her day is going is enough to put a smile on her face. I am going to do my best to start to stay in touch with people more and be there more. Now, I am not making any promises because I have tried to do this before and well I am writing this post now. Clearly it didn’t work. I have to do better though and I know I can.
These are 3 great lessons taught to me by the greatest teacher there is: life. Always remember that you can learn something from basically every experience you have. It may not be a life changing lesson but there are always little slivers of light hidden in the mundane activities we do every day. Even if you are just going out to the ball game, you can come home with a new mentality.