by Mark Andrew
posted Mar 31 2014 1:46PM
I was a pitcher in high school and little league. The person who taught me how to throw a baseball was my mother. She also taught me how to deal with life. In fact she’s still teaching me that. I’ll always remember seeing her in the stands at my games. I could also hear her shouting my name when I was up at bat. Afterwords we would always have long talks about what happened in the game, what I did that was good and what I could do to get better. Anytime I was overly emotional, and that happened a lot, she was the first to reign me in. Talking about baseball with my mom during the rides to and from the park are some of my favorite childhood memories.
Jorge De La Rosa had a similar relationship with his mother Juana. He’s also pretty animated and emotional. Up to now in Jorge’s big league career he’s always called her back home in his native Mexico after every start to discuss the game. Sadly, Juana passed away a few months ago after a brave battle with cancer. And today in Miami De La Rosa takes the mound for the first time in a regular season game since her passing. I can’t even imagine the emotions he’ll be feeling when he picks up the ball. But I wouldn’t want to be a Marlins hitter today. I’m fortunate enough to still have my mother and after reading about what Jorge De La Rosa has in front of him, it occurs to me I ought to give her a call today and shoot the breeze about the up coming baseball season and whatever else is going on.
It’s this magical time of year when us baseball fans start familiarize ourselves with the team and maybe even pick a favorite player. For me the choice is simple. It’s Jorge De La Rosa. Hope you’ll cheer for him too. Then call your mom. Go Rox!