For the Love of the Game

We all say it's not our world. We say it doesn't consume us. We being the players, the wives, the coaches, and even the fans. But it does. It is the game of baseball. There's something about the game- For me it's a stress reliever. Time to sit back and watch my husband work, and fight, and win, and sometimes struggle. I love this game. At times our lives revolve around it. It is a high that no drug could give you. Its also a low that not many experience. The same roar of the fans that pumps Rob up in a game winning situation is also the same silence in his head wanting so badly to just-THROW-STRIKES.
Baseball has always come fairly easy to my sweet husband. You see Robbie is the type of guy who is good at one main thing. He doesn't have a lot of interests aside from the obvious like me, of course:), family, friends, hunting, and his dogs. But baseball has always captivated him.
With all of that being said, there's really nothing worse than sitting in the stands watching your husband struggle. I can tell when Robbie isn't himself on the mound. I can read his body language and know exactly how the inning(s) are going to go. I dread hearing his voice after the games when he has delivered what he considers a bad inning. Not at all because I care about his performance. I care for him and his heart. Every baseball wife knows the feeling. Your stomach drops and hangs on every pitch they throw. There's nothing we can say or do to make it better. You just get to sit and watch them struggle. I have imagined myself running out to the mound for a visit many times. If it weren't for Field Security and the fear of being the first wife to make the Not Top Ten; I would be out there every time he seems to lose command.
I cant speak for any other profession and I can barely speak for this one so I wont. But what I do know is that my husband loves this game. He is always fighting and battling to do well. I cant thank Texas fans enough for the kindness they have shown both of us. We receive more positive feedback than negative. You all have been patient with him in his struggles and uplifting to him in his greatness.
The fact of the matter is this. It is a game. We all need to remember that. All of us. Me, as a wife. I need to remember that I am more than a baseball wife. Robbie, as an athlete. He is more than a ball player. You, as a family member, a friend, or a fan- this is a game. Robbie pitches best when he has no cares in the world and is out there having fun. He will go through rough patches AND he will be great.  For any of us to expect that each individual player does perfect every single game is NUTS. Don't let the LOVE  for the game drive you nuts.
I'm inspired to write this because I think we all get caught up in the game. I know my husband starts to take it too serious. I know fans sometimes say things on social media that they don't really mean (I HOPE) . And I know that I start thinking too much about all the free stuff I hear the wives get in playoffs :)!!! We all love this game but lets not forget it's just a game. Heck, we are winning right now so go celebrate.
Breath easy peeps.
HE>i
xox
B