A lot of baseball in a short week.

This last week I've been around baseball more than usual. Two Nats games, my brother's championship game, and the fact that I'm at a ballpark all the time. (Make no mistake, I'm not complaining.)

Combine all of these games, and I now have 1000+ pictures to delete/edit/decide to delete. I have a quick shutter finger. Who can blame me? ;)

Of course the problem for me is actually deciding what I want to delete. Until I actually sift through all those pictures (and who knows if I actually will haha), here are some ones that I've decided on keeping.

If you asked me who were my favorite baseball players, some of these guys' names would probably come up.

Danny Espinosa, second base

Jayson Werth, right field

Michael "beastmode" Morse, first base

Ryan Zimmerman, third base

Boys will be boys.

Not a fabulous photo in terms of quality, but it's definitely one of my favorites. Baseball players can have a sense of humor. They're not just stone cold robotic freaks. ;)

Nothing worth doing is easy.

Passion is something I love to see, especially in sports.

Every year, as my brother plays baseball I observe different players. Some are just there simply because mom and dad signed them up. Some have the ability but no fire to push them. There's some that keep the mood light and have a sense of humor. There's some of them with that quiet strength even though they aren't as vocal. And then there's the ones with passion.

A lot of times, the passion is exhibited through the greater majority of players in some form, whether it's through their quiet strength and example but in some players, the passion is so easily seen burning through. You just know they want it so bad and that pushes them to play harder and step up to lead and give direction.

I noticed all of these characteristics in the player's on my brother's team last night. Also during the game, it also became very evident that nothing worth doing is easy. Sometimes, it's just out of your grasp. As disappointing as that is, they still had the best record. And that's more to be proud of than just the outcome of just one game.

(Btw, did you know how hard it is to shoot through a fence? Very.)

Teddy Goes Down

Last night I was able to go to the Nats-Marlins game. I get to intern there and go to games! Life doesn't get much better.

Anyhow, as everyone knows, the Presidents Race is the main event. I grabbed this shot from my seat last night as George tackled Teddy.

Teddy loses every time, without fail. (He's never ever won a race.) So, it's no surprise that last night when he was winning the race (in fact, a mock game of football between the Rushmore Four) that he would eventually lose.

You know what's really good?

It's the start of another work week...

We bleed blue.

This week kicks off championship/postseason play week for my brother's baseball team. His team, the blue team, (yes that is the team's name) has a record of 5-2 with one tie. Yes, I know in baseball there are no ties, but this league modifies the rules just a bit to keep the game moving succinctly and to prevent one team from steamrolling over other teams. (The first method barely works and the second one doesn't at all--as would be exhibited by my brother's team the last two years in which they ran away with the wins. But that's a different story.)

In the midst of my busy internship, I've managed to take pictures of his team in action. Here's a few. Hopefully this can be a partial good luck charm to clinch the championship. (That, and their ability to actually play the game of course.)

By the way, these are all of my original pictures. All of the pictures are unedited, out-of-camera quality except for the last two which have been slightly edited.