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Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

Posted on: August 13, 2008 2:54 pm
Edited on: August 14, 2008 9:36 am
Sports Appreciation Day!

  As a child growing up in the care of the C.H.S. I had very few opportunities to play organized sports and even fewer chances to see the games live. I do however remember the day I fell in love with sports and to be more exact, Baseball. Every year just after Thanksgiving the children in the home would get together to make out the list of things they would like to receive for Christmas. As a "lifer", the term for the older kids deemed unadoptable, i would sit back in wonderment. Each child would go to task writing the list. You would even see some verifying with Webster as to make sure they spelled each item correctly. The joy this brought to the faces of those kids was my gift. I enjoyed the hope they showed.

  For me and my little brother who had also been in the system for many years it was always the same thing, another waste of time but at some point we would cave in and make our list. He was 5 at the time and I 13 so this was always for me an effort in futility and yet I tried to be positive as not to cause him any more unnecessary pain. Every year he would put the same thing on the list. Parents. That was the list. The first few years he would be specific but as time passed the list became one word. For me it was always a grand gesture that I would put knowing that no matter how big or small I made the list I would get the staples, socks and underwear. Well this year I thought it would be really funny to put an unattainable gift, my attempt to appease my sense of doubt I would guess. I put down three words. Live sporting event.

  I had seen a few games on TV and was a fan of the teams all my peers hated. Being from NYC I chose the Dallas Cowboys in football simply because the team and I have the same birthday. I chose the NY Rangers for hockey because the left over jerseys we had for our street games were the Islanders and I despised them for that reason. I chose the SA Spurs in basketball because the only game I had ever seen was one with the Red, White and Blue ball and that was cool. As for Baseball I had chosen the Yankees. I had read a story about the great Thurman Munson and so I chose his team. I did not care that they were from New York or that they had won a bunch of games just that his story had so touched me has a young boy.

  So now that the background is set up I can finish the tail of Christmas. When the day rolled around we all come running down our respective hallways to see what we have. Everyone skips past the dining hall, which is amazing in and of itself but that is another tale, and head right to the large group hall. There it stood for all to see, THE TREE. All the kids smiled and when they noticed all the gifts wrapped under the tree they screamed for joy.I casually leaned on the wall and waited to see my little brother emerge from the pile.

  He had a little box and a very large card with his name printed in large letters on the envelope. I have to admit I was shocked. I was also perplexed as we had never seen this before and I was on my tenth Christmas in the system. He came over to me with a look on his face as to say what do I do now. I sat him down and told him to open the box. As he ripped it open it was a very unique gift, it was from a set of parents and it was a picture of his new room. The card was next and it simply read "We would like you to come and live with us" and had a picture of a young couple included. He was so over joyed he could not contain his reaction and vegan to jump and scream and thank Santa Claus and anyone else that would listen. When he finally calmed down he sat next to me and began to cry. "Will you be coming with me?" he asked. I had no way to answer him, I had no words to say. I was just about to try and put a sentence together when the young couple in the photograph touched me on the shoulder, almost as if on cue. The young lady grabbed my brothers hand and the young man help me to my feet. They guided us to the House mothers office and told us the news. Within in days he was gone.

  The only promise that was made to me was that we would stay in touch. When my brothers new father came around the following April i was , to say the least, shocked. I was in the courtyard playing chess. He walked up to me with the house "parent" and asked if I would like to go for a visit. I of course said yes. We got into a car and were driven into the City. We arrived and took a series of subway trains and when we emerged there it was. Yankee Stadium. I saw my little brother running towards me and tried in vain to hold back the tears. I had not seem him in nearly four months and now we are going to our first baseball game together. It was the greatest day of my childhood. He had gotten his Christmas wish and now I had received mine. I watched him and the game and to this day love the game.

  No matter what is happening around me I can always take myself back to that day , to that very second when the world was right, if only for a moment. It was baseball. I have since changed the train I take to the game as the Mets play in Queens but I still love baseball and I still remember the very second I fell in love with Sports.

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Since: Mar 24, 2007
Posted on: August 13, 2008 7:38 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

Jelly thank you for your kind words and I know that many of the other children in the country will enjoy your generosity. I am a firm believer in donating to the kids in my home town. There is alway an orphanage nearby and just dropping by to spend time or throw the ball means so much to the kids.

Since: Oct 19, 2007
Posted on: August 13, 2008 7:29 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

I take for granted my two Cavalier, Indians, and Browns games I go to almost every year with friends and family.  So do my kids, parents, wife, and virtually everyone I know. 

I was glad to read others were moved so much by your story.  It wasn't just me that got choked up.  Your story reminds us that not everyone has the same opportunity, through no fault of their own.  Not everyone has parents, or even a single parent.  I find it hard to imagine the mixed feelings you must have had as your brother got adopted and you stayed behind and how you may have felt as he ran towards you at the stadium.

As I open one of my fifteen or more presents next Christmas or sit down to my next Browns game, I hope I remember your story and think how lucky I am.  Next month when I fill out my United Way contribution for 2009, I may have to double my contribution and hope I can better support organizations like C.H.S. 


Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: August 13, 2008 6:32 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

Retired_Uk...what a nice story...

You should enter the Sports Appreciation Day blog. 

Since: Nov 22, 2006
Posted on: August 13, 2008 6:21 pm
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Since: Mar 27, 2008
Posted on: August 13, 2008 5:33 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

Wow Sad that was a very touching story. It makes you really appreciate what you have. I will be adding something else soon. Peace.

Since: Jan 17, 2008
Posted on: August 13, 2008 5:30 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

sad I must agree with the comments above mine. A very moving story that also bought a few tears to my eyes. I know things are much better for you now. I know no game you ever attend for the rest of your life will bring you half the joy that game did no matter what the outcome or what is at stake.

Thanks for sharing your wonderful memory

Since: Oct 25, 2006
Posted on: August 13, 2008 5:30 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

Hey Sad. That was very a touching story. Do you keep in touch with your brother?

Since: Feb 9, 2007
Posted on: August 13, 2008 5:19 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

Sad, thank you for the pm, as I might have missed your story.  It is a great and touching story--truthfully brought a tear to my eye.

Speaking of eyes, these old eyes could read it better if you would throw in an occasional paragraph!  The solid block of text is a little hard to read.  Picky, I know.  But it is sad to mar a beautiful story with such a simple technical problem.

Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: August 13, 2008 4:56 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.


I can understand your love for the team.  Reading this actually touched my heart and what a great memory you have.  Even more so now.

Since: Aug 13, 2006
Posted on: August 13, 2008 4:35 pm

Sports Appreciation Day! S.A.D.

Thanks Sad. That was agreat story, and a great read. I realize even more now the agony you must be enduring. You know my feelings, as I have told you. I just hope in some way what I said to you will comfort you at this time in your life. As they told the guy standing in the cesspool up to his neck. "Keep your chin up:  I wrote that so I could stop crying. Sorry !!!

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