Welcome to any of the new members who have joined up over the last 2 seasons. I have been on the board since 2007 or so myself. I became a Baltimore Orioles Fan on January 4,1973 the day I was born. As a child there were not many ball games on the Television as we had rabbit years and only a few select channels. The radio had games on every day by the time I was able to know what was going on. I had a radio in my bedroom I would listen to often by myself underneath the blanket and fall to sleep holding often. By the late 70's at 6 years old I became a Eddie Murray fan and having played baseball since 4 I was to become a good rec ball player. I would put the wrist bands on like Murray, stood like him at the plate and when I played 1st I flipped the ball to the umpire with the same form Murray would flip the ball. In 1984 my athletic club sold 500 tickets to a game and a select few folks got to go on the field including my old man before the game. My old man was to toss out the 1st pitch being the president of the club. While sitting in the upper deck and looking down at my Dad as the teams where warming up I sat with my Oriole gear on including my Eddie,Eddie,Eddie shirt with my 1983 WS Pin and heard someone from behind saying they need 1 more child down on the field. As I turned to look the section starting chanting a name,Stevie,StevieStevie.... I don't know why they did so but they were chanting my name. Up the steps I went holding this persons hand that led to the tunnel out of the upper deck down the steps I went and down to a tunnel where I seen ballplayers stretching from both ball clubs with the sun light glaring me eyes I stepped onto the field. Again the Stevie.....chant started. A shy kid I was little embarrassed by the attention. As I emerged onto the field I was in shock at actually being on Memorial Stadiums field. At age 11 what kid did not dream of this? I stood looking as both teams played catch and looked around the ballpark like a kid on Christmas morning. WOW! John Stefero the hometown player was to catch the old man’s 1st pitch. The old man tossed him a strike! We lined up for photos with Stefero the Bird and other organization on the field. As we were getting ready to walk off the field I look up and there was Eddie Murray himself. At that moment he tossed me his wristbands with the #33 on each. I wore them every game I played in until I stopped playing rec ball. Was not until I played touring team ball as it was called back in those days I would no longer wear those #33 wristbands.
The story goes on and on the reason I am a Baltimore Orioles fan including in September 2002 getting a call from my older brother on a night football practice as I assisted him in coaching a youth football team for my nephew. He said the old man needed someone to go to the game with and I suggest you go. Coaching football was an every night experience but the tone in my brother’s voice suggested Dad was disappointed my mom could not attend. So off I went to pick him up stop off and pickup a couple of coldcuts, chips and snacks like we did 1000 times before. I knew that night was special night for a 29 year old man who 10 months before survived Open Heart Surgery. My Old man was to have that same surgery months later and for whatever reasons we will never know that was my Old Mans last game and he did not survive his surgery. While that part of the story is sad I will never forget that special night at the ball park in 2002. While we sat there we discussed the 1984 on the field moment that we always remembered word for word. I still have that 1984 Heavy Hitters Award baseball my dad received while the little gold glove rest in his casket to this day.
Sorry for my grammar but there is my story what is your story of being a Baltimore Orioles fan?