Allow me to use this post as a break from politics so that I can express my gratitude for the Baltimore Orioles. As was somewhat alluded to in certain recent posts, I now live in Baltimore. I am not embarrassed to say that I was a little, let’s just say “uneasy” when I moved to the city earlier this year. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no farm and country hick boy and have lived in other cities, but none of them had nicknames quite as attention grabbing as “Bodymore, Murdaland” or “Bulletmore.”
Having just picked up and moved from Florida to Baltimore, I knew absolutely no one and nothing about my new home, but The Orioles helped alleviate that feeling by giving me a sense of community. They helped make the city feel small and familiar against the perceived never ending sea of crusty smack addicts and cop cars. The Orioles served as my own little Charm City welcoming party.