The Saga of a Redhead in Sports


Let me preface this by saying, I love working in sports. It’s always been my passion and something I’ve been working with since I was a senior in high school. The sound of a bat hitting a baseball is my favorite sound & I’ll never get tired of victory celebrations. 

Buuuuuuuut there are definitely some misconceptions. So here I am, your baseball gypsy, to lead you on the straight and narrow. Haha. 

I spend more time at the ballpark than I do at my own house: I truly LOL when people think I show up on game days and just sit and watch a game. NOPE! I’m there at 8:30 (sometimes earlier) and don’t leave until an hour or two after the game concludes. There’s a lot of tasks we need to complete before & after a game, so we have to show up waaaaaay before first pitch. 

There’s no time off: The boys play every day. I get 10 days off a year. Over half of those are going to weddings this year. And when there’s a break for the guys, we have high school games & events going on. If I have a chance to sleep in or enjoy a night with my boy, then I will. Having limited time for myself and my family has definitely allowed me to be more selfish with my quality time, because after all, it’s quality over quantity these days.

Nothing is free: I literally get zero free things unless it’s a giveaway. Anything Dodgers is something that I have purchased or had made. I get one quarter-zip a year at the holiday Christmas party, that’s it. 

It’s not glamorous: It’s incredibly awesome to work with incredible athletes with outstanding talent but sometimes, a day is a day. Just like coworkers at a standard desk job, there’s a Monday thrown in there. 

Don’t get me wrong, I can’t imagine working in any different field. This life is exactly what I’ve always dreamed of and this is by no means a complaint. Just a little nugget of information. And until October, Go Dodgers! (But, go Red Sox always)

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