Kevin sat in Section 3 for his first game at Yankee Stadium. His father got the tickets months ago and they were stored safely under a stack of baseball cards on his bedroom dresser until yesterday.
“I checked on them every morning,” Kevin explained. “I counted down the days, but I still can’t believe I’m seeing this.”
Kevin is eight years old and has been blind since birth.
“I still see things,” he insisted. “Yankee Stadium is just how I thought it would be.”
He listens to every game on the radio, but today his father provided the play-by-play.
“Giambi hit that to left center,” his father explained. “Wow, it’s a homer.”
“Yeah!” Kevin yelled. “Did it go over the 399 sign?”
“It sure did,” his father said.
There were more hits and runs and some big outs, too.
“Two strikeouts by Joba,” Kevin beamed. “I got to see almost everything.”
He smiled at his father.
“Do you think Mariano will close the next game we see?” Kevin asked.
“I bet he will,” his father answered.
“That’ll be great,” Kevin said. “But I don’t think anything could be more perfect than this.”