My dad taught me everything I know about baseball. And the fact that I got to watch baseball in Afghanistan near the end of my deployment was pretty cool.
When I was traveling home from Afghanistan the Giants were in the playoffs. It was the National League Champion Series (NLCS) match up that I watched while in Afghanistan. I was at Bagram for a few days and found the Morale, Welfare, and Recreation (MWR) Tent and a few other places where I could see the game. Because of the time difference, the game was on in the morning. I loved it when it was on West Coast time because it meant I didn’t have to get up early to see it.
For the first few games, I would get up head to the chow hall for breakfast grab some food and a table where I could see the game and watch. Silently cheering or booing from my seat. It had been a long time since I could remember the Giants going to the playoffs and my hope that they would go to the World Series wasn’t very strong. I was just happy they were on television.
The Final Game
For the final game of the NLCS, I found the game in a small room in the MWR tent. I called my parents on Skype and we watched the game together. There was a few second delay between the TV I was watching and my parents were watching. Surprisingly enough the delay was on their end, not mine. So, I tried to keep my emotions hidden when something exciting would happen.
Occasionally, I would say, “Yes!” and my dad would say “What happen?” I would reply, “Oh, nothing.” I still remember the final out that pushed the Giants to win the NLCS and head to the World Series.
Baseball in Afghanistan
Whenever the Giants go to the playoffs I remember sitting and watching that game with my parents. They were in California and I was half a world away in Afghanistan. It is probably one of the best random memories I have.
And although it is torture to watch them play as their fans suffer through each out and close call. I love it.
Go Giants; beat the Cardinals!
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