Home Sweet Home
There is nothing like coming home. Last week we headed to Florida for our series with the Marlins. My wife and I look forward to this trip every year where we can see our friends, family and visit our favorite restaurant, Mama Mia in Hollywood.
I heard that Florida had been receiving tons of rain before our arrival but luckily the rain stayed away for us so we could get our games in and enjoy the Florida sunshine. My fight with the outfield wall a few weeks back kept me out of the lineup longer than expected and I really wanted to come back and help the team in any way that I could.
It feels great to come home and it doesn’t hurt to have a great series either. I started to feel more comfortable at the plate and was a single shy of the cycle on Wednesday night in Florida. If I were to pick one hit out of the cycle that I didn’t get, it would be the single. I finished the series going 8-for-13 with 4 extra-base hits, including a home run.
We are now in Cleveland and it’s my first time playing at Progressive Field. It’s a hitters’ park and I hope to keep the good at-bats flowing.
Till next time…