I Always had a passion to do something I loved. When I was little I was a girl who loved sports. I live in Queens so mom took my sister and I to see the New York Mets. I am a girl who falls for guys easy too. I had a crush on this boy David in kindergarten. Anyway I would become this die hard Gregg Jefferies fan.
Sure there was other hot MLB players at the time but I loved Gregg. I believe back then Gregg was the baby of the group throwing tantrums left and right. I believe that one of the newspapers we have here even ragged him in an article. I saved clippings in a scrap book then of pictures etc. I remember writing to Mike Lupica as a teen defending this MLB player. Lupica wrote me back. While I don’t remember what it had said it was amazing that I did get a personal response back.
I was a teen. I don’t know what goes on in the adult world. I just wanted to defend this guy. Absolutely crazy. It did show I did want to express myself. I had wanted to graduate and be a broadcaster. In the nineties I doubt there was any now you see them.
Sometimes I wish the spunky part of me would resurface. That kid who didn’t care what anyone else thought. Nothing else mattered as long as I was heard. Here we are twenty odd something years later. I’m still struggling. I don’t plan to defend baseball players anymore. I don’t even plan to protest. I do wonder if I wrote back to Mike Lupica would he even remember a letter from a girl in the late eighties who just was a die hard fan. Maybe it won’t hurt to write again.