Recently, I’ve been on a huge Pinterest quote kick. During the unnecessary hours I’ve spent scrolling through pins, I found this quote:
“Everybody has a home team: It’s the people you call when you get a flat tire or when something terrible happens. It’s the people who, near or far, know everything that’s wrong with you and love you anyways. These are the ones who tell you their secrets, who get themselves a glass of water without asking when they’re at your house. These are the people who cry when you cry. These are your people, your middle-of-the-night, no-matter-what people.”
I kind of just glanced over the quote and saved it. But last night, after a long and bad day, I laid in bed and reflected on my home team. That day was just terrible, and I talked to everyone on my home team to help me get through it. I’m a strong person and I know I can get through a lot, but I realized that I can get through so much more with my home team at my side.
There are different positions for your home team and they’re all of importance. When I think of my home team, I think of them as a baseball team (thanks for instilling that image into my mind mom). There’s the coach, pitcher and catcher, infielders, outfielders, relievers, designated hitter and fans. I’m beyond lucky in my life to have friends that fit into all of those categories.
The coach is the older friend/mentor that has the knowledge that they are so willing to share with you. They will be ready to listen to your issues and give their wisdom to help you. They want nothing more than to watch you succeed. They know your strengths and your weaknesses, and they give you advice based on who you are. My favorite coach is my friend/ past teacher who is constantly sharing the best wisdom he has.
Your pitcher and catcher are your dynamic duo. They’re two very different positions, two very different best friends in your life, but they’re two of the most important players in the game. They must work together to make sure that the game is a winner and they’re constantly communicating to ensure it. My pitcher and catcher are my two best friends, my person from high school and my roommate. They text each other to check in to double check on me. They’re my strongest players and the people I can’t go without.
There is a difference inside your infield players, you got your players on the bases and your shortstop. They all know you much more than you realize and they’re watching. They’re watching for the action to happen and they work as a team to help you. These players/friends know you so well that they can say what you need to hear without even thinking. The bases are usually the ones who can easily fix the problem, maybe they know you more or they’ve been around the longest. Shortstop is different. They’re quick and ready to do anything to help you with whatever you need. Those playing first, second and third base are my friends from high school and my shortstop is my favorite Arizonian.
Outfielders are the people who you know are there for you, but you don’t always talk. They’re the ones who, when they see you sad randomly on campus, they text you asking if you’re OK. They reach out with open arms at random times when the problem gets past your infield players. My loving sorority sisters are my outfielders. Though I don’t talk to every single one every day, they’re ready to make me laugh, be my shoulder to cry on and dance one out with me.
A reliever is that one person who’s ready when you call them in (your wild thing Ricky Vaughn). They’re ready at all moments when you text them that something is wrong when you need a laugh, or you just need to vent. They want to go on unplanned adventures with you. They’ll be over in a heartbeat when you tell them that you have to bake a ton of desserts, when you get stood up on a date, or when you just want to look at the stars. When all else fails, your reliever is going to be there to help win the game. So shout out to my reliever.
Since I’m a born and raised die hard American League fan, there’s a Designated Hitter on my team. To me, they’re the most important part of a team, in my case, it’s my boyfriend. They’re the ones who have this special title and are expected to do their one job perfectly every time. They must get the most runs in/make you the happiest you can be. They are given this unique job because there is something special in them. They work exclusively on this job, but they’re there for you whenever you need them.
Finally, there are the fans. The ones who are going to always be there for you, no matter how rough it gets. They cheer you on when you’re winning and when you’re losing. They’re with you until the final out. These fans are my family.
Like I’ve said before, I’m beyond lucky to have a full team. I know there are people who don’t have this but know that your team doesn’t have to be jammed packed like an MLB team is. You can have a pickup team and be just as happy and content.
PS my dogs get their own home team in my book. They play all the roles I could ever ask for.