Start your Try.

Posted by Jill Donovan on

 

Start your TRY.

There are plenty of records and streaks in sports, but one of the most amazing of all time is the 2,632 Major League Baseball games played by Cal Ripken, Jr.
In a row.
Without missing a single game.
It began on May 30, 1982 and didn’t end until three more Presidents were elected.

Growing up in Baltimore, Maryland, my family would frequently go watch the Baltimore Orioles.
The memories of popcorn, peanuts, crazy fans and dreams of catching a foul ball still seem very alive in my memory.
I have seen almost every MLB team play with the exception of just a few. 

In my mind, I can throw a baseball at 90 miles per hour.
In my mind, I can throw a ball from third base to first base in two seconds flat.

In reality, I have never been able to throw a straight pitch…even if my life depended on it.
Yet, I continue to try.

Over the last few years, I have had two opportunities to throw out the first pitch at the Tulsa Drillers game. The first time, with nervous excitement, I practiced the entire afternoon…hoping adrenaline would carry me that evening for the actual pitch.

 

Adrenaline was not so kind to me.
It may have gone all of ten feet.
If that.

The second time was worse.
If that was even possible.
I, however, proved that indeed it was.

YET, I wouldn’t change a thing.
It wasn’t the distance the ball went.
It wasn’t even the speed, or lack thereof, that the ball was thrown.
What mattered is that the memory was made.

From that moment on, I decided not to be worried about the perceived failure.
I would worry more about not even trying in the first place.
If given the opportunity, WHY NOT try something NEW?
WHY NOT add a brand new memory to your list of experiences?
WHY NOT go outside of your comfort zone every now and then?

Every great accomplishment began with someone deciding to TRY.
That TRY then turns into passion.
The passion then turns into hustle.
The hustle turns into grit.
And the grit often turns into something exceptional.

So, the next time you get the opportunity to try something NEW,
Don’t ignore it.
Just embrace it.
Don’t analyze it to pieces.
It could be the beginning of something extraordinary.
And it all begins with a simple TRY.

Which is exactly what we did when we picked up the phone to start the process for getting licensed with Major League Baseball.
We said “WHY NOT?”
And the passion, the hustle, and the grit took over.
So, with nervous excitement and gratitude, we combine our love of baseball with RC and we hope you will join us in our “try” that turned into our “reality!”

Play Ball!

ps. What are some of your favorite baseball memories?

 

 

 

 

 

 


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  • Growing up, I was a Kansas City fan. My Dad and I listened to St. Louis and Kansas City radio games in the evenings on the patio. I still listen to baseball games and “see” them in my mind. I am in St Petersburg Florida right now attending Spring Training games. I married a wonderful baseball fan like me. He is from New York, so we are Yankees fans. I happen to like the Pirates & Giants, too. Every year after Spring Training, I write my playoff choices on a card and seal it in an envelope before April 4th and open it on October 4th to see how I did. There are no better sounds than the crack of the ball hitting a bat and the smack of a pitched ball hitting the catcher’s glove. We are heading out to Pirates vs Boston this morning. Let’s Play Ball, Ya’ll.

    MIchelle Montalbano on

  • I had never like sports, despite years of sitting through junior high and high school football and basketball games – as a Pep Club, then Band, then Drill Team member. Fast forward a few years, when my first grade son was playing tee ball. He came to the car after practice one day, wildly excited – his team was going to a Drillers game, would participate in a pre-game baseball clinic, and would even get to run the bases! I inwardly groaned, but agreed to take him. The first six innings were fairly slow and the Drillers were lagging behind, and people began leaving. But my son begged me to stay just a little longer. I decided we might as well move closer since there were now many open seats. We found perfect seats just behind home plate. A gentleman a few seats away overheard my son asking questions I couldn’t answer, and politely asked if he could explain. We moved over by him and he began to explain the game, play by play. (He also bought us snacks, which definitely increased my interest.) Then things got really exciting – the game was tied every inning! We went into a 10th inning. Then an 11th, and 12th. We became hoarse from cheering, and our Drillers finally won in the 13th inning! We went home full, happy, excited, and madly in love with baseball.

    Brenda Stiverson on

  • Watching Ozzie Smith do back flips on the field. He was an awesome and entertaining shortstop to watch play.

    DeeDee Jones on

  • I grew up military and the only girl with 3 VERY athletic brothers. My dad played football with the US Army back when they had the “Lily Bowl” in Bermuda. My brothers played ALL sports, but my younger brother LOVED baseball. My best memories are going to his games from the time he was old enough to play until he started his family. Oh the LOVE of the game. I could watch any MLB game and never get tired. “Play Ball!”

    Carla Hafner on

  • I grew up military and the only girl with 3 VERY athletic brothers. My dad played football with the US Army back when they had the “Lily Bowl” in Bermuda. My brothers played ALL sports, but my younger brother LOVED baseball. My best memories are going to his games from the time he was old enough to play until he started his family. Oh the LOVE of the game. I could watch any MLB game and never get tired. “Play Ball!”

    Carla Hafner on


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