The World Series starts tonight and I’ll be cheering on my Kansas City Royals. Their matchup with the San Francisco Giants has illuminated valuable personal connections and presented an opportunity to enrich relationships.
My pastor friend Jim is a Giants fan and goes to Spring Training in Arizona every year. Last year he sent me a souvenir cup, and this year he sent me a Royals Spring Training T-Shirt.
For Jim, I give thanks.
Barely minutes after the Giants won the National League pennant and guaranteed the Kansas City/San Francisco series, my friend Deborah called me and the three best Royals fans I know out and proposed a friendly wager: the fans of the losing side will make a contribution to the mission budget of the winning side’s presbytery.
For Deborah, I give thanks.
And then came the 2014 World Series Guidebook from my friend Theresa. It’s all tongue and all cheek and all good friendly fun. It features a picture of the Royals’ mascot, Slugger, saying, “I wish I can hit at least one pitch,” as well as a word search game that includes the word “glumrocky.”
For Theresa, I give thanks.
Sports are not as important as our culture makes them out to be. But they give opportunities like this to connect and to make someone’s day.
Go Royals!
YoRocko! 