The Church of the MLB

It's the time again, the most sacred time of year in the Rodgers household - Baseball season has begun (I'm only *mostly* kidding).

Before I married Bryan I knew he was a baseball fan, but I didn't really understand what that meant until after we got married... and I don't think I can really describe it to anyone who is not a baseball fan. Baseball fans are a different breed than the rest of us, and fandom of any other sport isn't really comparable.

Bryan is, first and foremost, a Griffey fan. Since this is most likely Griffey's last season, this means that B is following the Seattle Mariners this year (like last year). After Junior retires, he'll either pick a team or find another player to follow. He's leaning towards following another player as opposed to a single team - I think his new player might be Jason Heyward who is currently with the Braves.

I can't be a Braves fan.

Neither can the kids.

So we'll be Giants fans. They're local, Bonds is gone (thank goodness, I can't stand that guy), and I like the Panda & Lincecum.

Once the kids get old enough, we'll allow them to choose for themselves what team to follow (if they decide to follow baseball). We hope they do (see why I said I was only *mostly* joking? Baseball is serious business in our house).

So Happy Opening Day everyone, may your pitching be consistent and your long-balls clear the bleachers.