Baseball: Well, It’s Sort of Great

No, he’s not a Kansas City Royal or Chief, Missouri Tiger, Kansas Jayhawk, K-State Wildcat, or whomever else that wasn’t mentioned. He’s a Detroit Tiger, his name is Daniel Norris, and he is one of the many reasons why sports are so spectacular.

On Monday, October 19th, 2015, the young pitcher from the Detroit Tigers announced that he had thyroid cancer. Here’s how he did it, and what he said via Instagram:

“I’ve been debating for months as to how or even if I should share this with people. – I’m a firm believer in the power of prayer. So now, I’m asking for prayers. – A few months ago, after I was optioned to AAA, I found out I had a growth on my thyroid. Flying back & forth from Toronto to Buffalo after pitching to have more and more tests done it was finally concluded that the growth is considered malignant.. Meaning it contained the C word.. Cancer. Hearing this was alarming, yea. Weird, yea, that too. I was given the option to shut my year down & get it removed immediately. However, seeing another doctor that determined I could wait until the end of the season reassured my gut feeling. Just Keep Playing. Baseball kept me sane. Regardless of results on the field, I forgot about it when I was between the lines. Afterall, I was just trying to get the heck out of AAA. & I did. I was revived with an opportunity, a blessing from God, with the Tigers back in the Big Leagues. So yea, the power of prayer.. It got me through this season. Now that it’s over it’s time to get this thing out, so please keep me in your thoughts & prayers as I undergo surgery & come out 100% cancer free! As always… #JustKeepLivin.”

It seems to me like it’s been a rough last few weeks for a lot of people. I know… Compared to Daniel Norris, my problems seem pretty small. Stop and think for a second though. Had Norris not been in baseball, who knows what he would’ve done, where he would’ve had to go, or even if he’d make it. Cancer can do some pretty strange things to a person’s mind. I’ve seen it happen. Lucky for him, he had baseball. Of course I know that there’s more to life than sports. I’m not ignorant in knowing that. But for two or three months, there was this guy who woke up because he had something to look forward to: Baseball.

“It’s just a game.”

“Don’t be so angry.”

“You shouldn’t care so much.”

I know when the Twin Towers went down, people united for the World Series. George Bush even threw out the first pitch. I know when the Boston Marathon bombing happened, we all rallied around Boston through baseball. Even last week when KCFD lost two members of THEIR team, the Kansas City Royals were there. The entire town was there. There’s so much hatred and arguing today, but I can tell you that there’s nothing compared to being surrounded by baseball fans, who you may or may not know, and sharing the same love, passion, and all-around camaraderie for any team. Baseball unites people when times are bad, and lets you focus on something positive, so things hurt just a little bit less.

It’s okay to be emotional towards sports. It’s okay to want to watch your team succeed, and be angry when they don’t. But man, there’s more to it than that.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m still excited from the Royals winning back-to-back pennants. God knows they deserved this. Either way, baseball, and sports in general, are fantastic. Be appreciative of it while you can be. It may not always be this way.