LET’s Go BLUE!

Two outs. Two strikes. Bases loaded. Hearts racing, blue towels waving vigorously, and every single fan on their feet. Ohtani up to bat, not a drop of sweat leaving his forehead, :3 left for the pitch and then *pop* the most crisp sound you ever did hear. It’s up, it’s soaring, it’s going, it’s going, it’s a GRAND SLAM! The energy, the vibrations from the fans jumping up and down in pure bliss, the cheering and screaming and joy it’s unlike anything you have ever experienced. Dodger fans in Dodger stadium is an energy unlike any other—the richest history in baseball, the real deal. I’ve never seen anything like it, I’ve never felt the intensity and the generational fandom like I have when I’m in those yellow and blue seats. From the moment you walk in, you feel decades of loyal fans from the Dugout to the Reserve…the heartbeat of the LA franchise. Mesmerizing. To be a Dodger fan is to have tradition, it’s passed down from generation to generation in the purest form without skipping a beat. I’ve been fortunate in my lifetime to experience LA take on the World Series twice, and now for a third time I get to once again cheer into the late days of October: LET’S. GO. BLUE.