Dear baseball,

I sometimes take you for granted when I'm eager for football season, but you know you're my number one. I'll take the hot summer days being a bleacher bum over the freezing cold any day.

I know that if we talk through things I'm sure that we can work out our differences. I don't know what I was thinking wishing that it was football season, you and I have loved each other for years, I only just became interested in football.

I like to spend my long nights watching your funny moments and thinking of the good old days when it was opening day. I know that you're getting ready to go to Florida and Arizona for Spring Training, just know while you're down there I'll be counting down the days until I see you again.

It's no secret that sometimes my mother cannot stand you, but that's just because she doesn't get her way with you sometimes, but she loves you all the same. You've really won my whole family over which is a difficult thing to do.

I've heard a lot of people say, "Basketball will treat you so much better, it's a real man's sport," but I know they're wrong. You've had my back my whole life and I trust you.

Come back soon,

xoxo, Kelsey