How bout them Rangers?

I'm American and I like baseball. It's not my favorite sport, but I like it.
I also like the standard hot dogs and apple pies, but you probably knew I was going to say that. 

I don't watch baseball all that much anymore but I used to watch a lot. The team that I have always watched was the Texas Rangers.

Not in my wildest dreams would I have ever dreamed the Rangers would make the World Series this season. But, they did and did it in spectacular fashion beating the traditional best team in baseball, the Yankees.

This blog is not really about the Rangers, however. It's about my grandfather whom we all called Pawpaw.

My grandfather didn't like baseball. He loved baseball and the Rangers were the team he loved the most. He was retired and his health was failing fast and he watched baseball every chance he got.


It wasn't exactly a huge secret around my family's house that I was probably my grandfather's favorite. I'm not bragging when I say that, just stating the way it was back then. Lots of great memories.

My grandfather passed away when I was 29 years old and within a week of the birth of my son. Today is my son's birthday and he is 22 years old now so my grandfather nearly the same amount of years.
Still today, there are a number of things that I see, or hear, that remind me of him.

One of the biggest reminders is the Texas Rangers.

I wish my grandfather was alive today to see his Rangers in the World Series. I wish he had seen them beat the mighty Yankees and he had felt the joy that all of us long suffering fans have experienced in the past few days.

Win or lose, Rangers, thanks for stirring up in me memories of one of my all time favorite people.