There is something particular about your first baseball glove. If you met me, you would not expect me to be a very big fan of baseball. You see, I am not really athletic, and I have never was. I am more of an egghead actually. I love math, chess, and video games. As a matter of fact, regularaly I like more to play a baseball video game instead of playing catch. Nonetheless, my baseball glove has something so valuable that it is to find the right words for it: the bond it gave me to my father.

You see, playing catch is something that fathers and sons have been doing in this country for generation, and it is an activity that they will keep on doing for many more years. One of the ways for a kid to bond with is father is through a baseball glove. My father was a typical American father. He was kind of quiet and strict, and could not really express his feelings. When we went outside together and played catch with our baseball gloves, however, I knew how much he loved me. Baseball mitts - and baseball in general is great for that. It can bring people together who might not be able to talk as freely otherwise.

My father knew that I did not want to be on a baseball team and, thank you dad, he never pressured me to join. All I needed to do was to play catch with him and run around, and also from time to time shoot hoops with my friends. My own little boy is a lot different than I was at that age. He loves everything and anything that has to do with sports, and I don’t know where he got it from. Never the less, when I got him his very first baseball glove, he looked at me with the same look of hapiness that I had for my father when he got me one. Then, I knew that he was really and truly my son, and I was his father.