We don’t watch many sports in my house.
Meghan’s sport of choice is swimming.
So it came as a little surprise when she was asked by the Borough President if she’d like to throw out the first pitch at a Staten Island Yankee Game to help draw attention to her platform and continue to raise awareness of Cowden’s Syndrome.
She didn’t hesitate with the “yes,” although she admitted not being too sure of what she had gotten herself into.
Thankfully my very good friend has 4 boys. And among them they were able to locate some gloves and some baseballs for a few impromptu pitching lessons. And I have to say they did a good job.
Leaving for the game she had quite a nervous stomach. Once we arrived she was focused on a “practice pitch.” Once that was accomplished we had a few moments to take in the magic around us.
60 of our friends and family had taken time out of their lives on a busy Wednesday night to support Meghan, and our need to raise awareness of Rare Diseases. In addition, it was team night for Meghan’s Swim Team, so there were many of them cheering as well.
When we had first set the date, I wasn’t sure how public to make the event. I didn’t want to put people out. So I posted it on my Facebook wall a few times. I was floored. And intrigued. My cousin Kim asked me to order 23 tickets for her. I didn’t ask too many questions. My family is big enough that cousins have to trust each other.
We were greeted by Kim, and there were T- Shirts. It took me a second or two to process. Then I read it. Looked around. Choked back a tear and threw it over my head.
The pitch went off without a hitch, and the announcer crammed so much information into a minute it was amazing. It’s hard to hear, but trust me!
PRESS THE ARROW…
The night was just fun. Exactly how summer nights should be. The weather was perfect. The company was outstanding.
And, even as the crowd began to dwindle, we sat to watch the game, with the Yankees down 4-1.
And in the bottom of the 8th as it neared 10 PM, Felix and Meghan made a deal. If the Yankees scored in this half, we could stay till the end.
Four runs later, they pulled off a beautiful “come from behind” win.
And as we walked to the car we stopped at the “Postcards 9/11 Memorial” and we remembered how very lucky we are, even in the midst of chaos.
That first pitch, symbolic of overcoming challenges. Of conquering fears, and of new beginnings.
That win the Yankees had just pulled seemingly out of thin air, was the result of a refusal to quit.
They worked like a team. They made it happen together.
A perfect ending to a perfect night.
Here are pictures of SOME of our team. There are just so many more that support us each and every day.
We LOVE you all. Thank you for helping us tell the world. We are …
BEATING COWDENS together.
There are not enough photographs, for those at the game, and for those who are ALWAYS with us in out hearts. There are not enough words to express our gratitude for the love showered on us so regularly.
It is only with your support that we continue to push on.
MUCH LOVE TO ALL!!!