All Things Astros and a whole lot more
When it really comes down to it, does it really matter whether the Astros win 80 games or 85 games in 2015? Are you really concerned whether Scott Feldman or Dallas Keuchel gets the ball on opening day?
Will Jeff Luhnow trade Chris Carter or will Jon Singleton begin the year at AAA Fresno? How many different players will play centerfield before the trade deadline? Will Pat Neshek, Luke Gregerson or Chad Qualls be the closer? How many relievers will stay healthy for the entire year?
Are those questions important?
Yesterday, we learned about the horrific death of a man at the hands of ISIS. This morning, we awoke to a plane tragedy in Asia and a train-SUV accident in New York. Our government is often at a stand still because politicians prefer personal attacks over substantive conversation. The dangers of ebola have been pushed from the headlines, but the fear remains.
Are the baseball and Astro questions critical? Yes, but all in perspective.
For most of us, America looks different than it did when we were kids. And, speaking of kids, studies show their values are so different from just a generation ago. Their challenges and their goals are different. Yet, their pain is similar as there is nothing new under the sun, or so I’ve read.
Sort of makes DeflateGate and the opening day lineup seem a bit trivial, no? But it shouldn’t, though there is a time, a place, a perspective and a priority. For it is hope that has always caused America to endure.
“Hope is the beginning of everything,” writes author Ray Johnston is his book The Hope Quotient.
Baseball shut it down for a couple of days after 9/11, but President Bush and other insisted that the season continue. I remember Craig Biggio and other players being very hesitant to resume play, some even implying it was disrespectful to families who lost loved ones.
But it was the hope that kept those families and America moving forward. The best definition I’ve seen of hope is based more in the Bible than on shallow human definitions is this: A strong and confident expectation.
Hope isn’t some wishy-washy term that we ascribe to our wishes or optimism. Hope isn’t based in uncertain optimism, but rather confident certainty.
All that to say this. The people who stop here daily, weekly or even less often are family. Though we may never meet face-to-face, many in this group have forged relationships that will last a lifetime. Mr. Johnston said one other thing in his book that rings true: “Things just go better when you don’t do life alone.”
As we head into the baseball season, I just wanted to put life in perspective. Doesn’t mean we can’t have discussions and even heated debates. Doesn’t mean we won’t count how many different lineups A.J. Hinch uses in the his first month on the job.
It simply means that we keep it all in perspective. Baseball is a game. Life is real. They say that you and I are the same today as we will be in five years from now, except for two things: The books we read and the people we meet.
This blog is an outlet. It is a place to vent, a place to get away. Indeed, it is a safe haven for hundreds every day.
Here’s hoping that 2015 is the best year of your life.
To be sure, keep the faith. But, never, ever lose hope as it is the beginning of everything.