I have vanished for a whole year now. Almost twelve months ago to the day, my personal facebook account was hacked and as the thankyoubaseball instagram account was linked to that same account, it was shutdown by proxy as well. I tried and I tried and I tried again to get my account back and after four months of trying and baseball season about to get underway in April last year, I felt absolutely defeated.…
Thank you baseball for Mr. Rougned Odor. A lot of fans will read that sentence and think that I am thanking him for socking Jose Bautista in the face a few short months ago, and to a certain extent, that is why I’m thanking him. Hundreds of pieces have been written about that incident and it was discussed and will be discussed every single time Jose Bautista’s team plays Rougned Odor’s team, but I am…
To Mr Orlando Hernandez, In September 2000, my older brother took me to my first ever baseball game at the SkyDome in Toronto. It is one of the memories I hold dear to my heart and I will never forget the day itself as it was meant to be a birthday surprise to me that was accidentally ruined by my father. You see, as a kid growing up, I had a red New York Yankees…
To Mr. Chris Woodward, I will never be able to thank you enough for the time you spent here in Toronto as a a shortstop for the Blue Jays. A lot of people in this city probably don’t remember you, but you left a lasting impression on me as a teenager growing up who was in love with the game of baseball. Admittedly, you were never a superstar shortstop, but I’m not here to criticize…
To Troy Tulowitzki’s Homerun in game 3 of the 2015 ALDS, You were one of the most pivotal homeruns in Toronto Blue Jays history. You were the Franz Ferdinand of the 2015 ALDS, the turning point of an entire series, but most importantly, you were the moment I believed in the Toronto Blue Jays. Growing up as a Blue Jays fan in the early 2000s was a miserable time. The thought of making the playoffs…
To Mr Edwin Encarnacion, You are officially no longer a Toronto Blue Jay. Typing that sentence out has left me in a state of disbelief, sadness and nostalgia, but most importantly, I sat here staring at the screen for a solid minute before I could type anything else as my cursor blinked in front of me. It’s a strange feeling when a player on your favourite baseball team has signed elsewhere and it won’t be…
