Driving home from church, I look down at my phone to see “Brother” flashing across the screen. My heart skipped a beat, as it had been quite some time since I had seen my brother calling me. Atticus left Kansas City in June and headed off to basic training at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. He’d been without any form of communication except handwritten letters until Sunday when they had their phones for a brief period. During our conversation, Atticus had many stories to tell–some good and some tough. He shared stories of getting an expert badge with his shooting skills, being named leader of his platoon and having to eat meals in just six minutes, but then he shared something I think will be of special interest to you, my favorite Royals fans…
He told me that not too long ago the guys were at a barber shop where they saw a baseball game on the television. He said seeing that game made him want nothing more than to be out at The K. His voice held such sincerity and a genuine longing to be enjoying a game at our stadium, watching our guys, eating one of our hot dogs…and of course, seeing his favorite K Crew member cheering on our Royals! Here is a picture of Atticus at The K last season. He’s the good looking guy in the front row!
In all seriousness though, it was incredibly touching for me to hear how much he wanted to attend a Royals game. I’ve said this so many times, but I honestly just adore our stadium. And I said it last year, before all of the amazing renovations…so while the actual stadium itself is so awesome, that’s not what I’m referring to with my adoration. What I’m talking about is the parking attendants that greet you with such a big smile and wave. Or the ushers that smile and ask, “Ready for another big game tonight?” Or the cool music that plays when Billy Butler hits a home run and fireworks go off and everyone is on their feet cheering and high fiving. Even the smell of summer and hot dogs and cotton candy…all of it is what makes up my favorite place in the whole world…and that’s The K.
The builders and engineers that constructed all of the new features and improvements did such a great job, and I look around at the games still in awe of how great the place looks. But that’s really not what I think of when I say how it’s my favorite place in the whole world. And I don’t think that is what Atticus was talking about when he was a thousand miles away wanting nothing more than to be out at a game. It’s the team. The fans. The whole Royals experience.
We come back into town this Friday night for a six game homestand. And ever since I got off the phone with Atticus, I’ve had a little more anticipation than normal for the guys to get back to KC so I can enjoy the game that truly is America’s favorite pastime. I encourage you to come out to cheer and support the team, but most of all–savor the experience that is Royals baseball. Because somewhere in a barrack in South Carolina there is a soldier that wants nothing more than to be in your seat.
It’s a GREAT day to be a Royals fan…