Most of the people that I have met at all our events know me as one of the FTLC photographers that shoots all the drifting, car shows, etc. I can build a rapport with whoever I just met and start talking to because we share a common passion, cars. What most people don’t know and might not understand is my other passion, baseball. Giants baseball to be exact. Ever since I was a little kid, some of my best memories have been shared with my friends and family at Candlestick Park. I would spend count less hours playing catch with the neighborhood kids, pitching to concrete walls with a strike zone made with painters tape. I looked up to players like Will Clark, Robby Thompson, Robb Nen, and Matt Williams (the players go on and on). Baseball was my life. After school, went straight to practice, then headed to the gym, come home to do homework while the Giants were playing on the TV. The next day, same routine. Gameday, played my heart out. I was STOKED when we won but PISSED when we lost. I ran through this same routine for as long as I can remember.

Flash forward to present time, the site of AT&T park puts a smile on my face everytime I drive by it. The smell of the garlic fries can make anyone drool. The crowd and atmosphere is amazing. Our ballpark is literally my home away from home. Being a San Francisco native, it comes natural to follow the Giants. Yesterday, our San Francisco Giants clinched the National League West title in typical San Francisco fashion. It was TORTURE from seasons start to seasons end but I would not of had it any other way. So this post is dedicated to my city, to my team. October baseball, here we come…

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