Marie Colette is Back

Ladies and Gentlemen...

I'm back.

It's true. I was in a relationship and it didn't work out. I have nothing bad to say about him, he was just not for me.  If you're interested in that full story you'll have to look elsewhere.

I have to say, the past year is what my high school basketball coach would have called a "re-building year." Not much has happened in the major league baseball realm of my life this season. I've been to quite a few games this season, but between having a boyfriend and just not much opportunity, it's been quite uneventful.

But that's all changed. 

I knew it was time to dust the cobwebs and shake the rust when I got free tickets to the Nats game from work. Those tickets were decent. My boss's tickets were better. She scored seats 8 rows up from the visitors dugout. Now we're talking.

I told my boss that it is my personal goal to get on the Jumbo Tron every game. Once we got down to the good seats, I gave it my all dancing for the Dance Cam. I thought it was in vain, at first, because no camera men were in sight. Then, shortly after, I tried again. This time, the camera man came charging down the steps to catch my awesome dance moves.

 No one else joining the dance party = close up of Marie Colette on the Jumbo Tron.  
                   Success.

This experience was good for my overall goal to date a MLB player because it showed me the power of a vision. Here's what I learned:

1) Know what you want ( i.e. baseball player)
2) Tell people who will support you in your goal (i.e. blog followers)
3) Take a risk (i.e. you ain't seen nothing, yet)
4) Don't give up

Stay tuned folks.
 

Dear Fans, I Can Explain

Dear Followers,

I have failed you in many ways in the past months.

First, I did not complete my application for the MLB Fan Cave. I will chalk it up to a deep depression as a result of a) having to endure my first winter in 2 years  and b) realizing that I was not going to be able to fund a trip to Phoenix for Spring Training.

Second, I was not able to fund a trip to Phoenix for Spring Training.

But enough of that. Let's get on to more important matters...

I have a confession to make.

I am dating someone.
                        
                            And he's not a baseball player.

Which causes a bit of a dilemma...

How do I tell the guy I'm dating that I have a blog about dating baseball players? 

See, this guy is pretty stellar, and even if he is not a baseball player, he has many good qualities which I've mentioned in previous blogs. Plus, he likes baseball. He is even willing to take me to the batting cages.

But at some point, I should probably tell him about this blog. So, I've thought about some ways to break the news to him:

1.  Randomly e-mail the link to the blog to him and write a message that says, "Look what I found!" and wait for him to call me. 

2. Talk to him about it as if it hasn't actually happened yet: "One time I thought it would be fun to try to date a baseball player. And then blog about it." or "Wouldn't it be cool if someone had a blog about dating a baseball player?" 

3. Start the conversation by asking him if he's ever wanted to date a celebrity or model. Then tell him about the blog and end with "But that's not nearly as bad you wanting to date ________."

4. There's always the tell-him-something-worse-first trick. "I think we should see other people. Just kidding. But I do have a blog about dating baseball players."

It's weird though. It's like he already knows this blog exists. I was talking to him a few weeks ago and he made some comment about how professional sports players are really tempted to cheat in their relationships. Huh.

I'm gonna keep doing what I do. But don't get me wrong. If a baseball player happens to ask me out on a date, I will kindly defer to my single girlfriends. And then secretly curse her.

Until next time,

Marie Colette

MLB Fan Cave

That's right. I am applying to be the next MLB Fan Cave contestant, and I will be sharing with you all each part of the application process. The first part of the application is to answer one of two prompts. I chose to address this prompt:

1. Tell us why you would be the ideal fan to live out your baseball dreams at the MLB Fan Cave in 2012.  

My response:

Baseball has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. Early on in life, following in my brothers’ footsteps, I strapped on the stirrups, the cap, the glove, and the….well that’s all I strapped on (after all, I am a girl), and hit the field with the boys.  Some of my earliest memories involve hitting baseballs in my backyard with my brothers and dad. The love of baseball runs deep through my blood from me to my 100-year-old grandmother who never misses catching the Cincinnati Red’s game on TV. Throughout my life I have experienced baseball as a player, a fan, on TV, during spring training, with my family, and with my friends. Now my dream is to experience it as a member of the MLB Fan Cave.

I am the ideal fan for the MLB Fan Cave because I offer a new perspective. The female perspective. Ugghh, I know, I can hear the groans all the way from New York City to the 13^th floor of my Northern Virginia apartment. But hear me out. Baseball is America’s pastime, enjoyed by people of all ages. Yet, how many men still have to beg their girlfriends and wives to go to a game with them? Or, if the lucky man is successful enough to get her to the game, she yawns during the third inning and asks “when is it time to go?” The MLB needs a female perspective to teach these women that baseball is more than a pitch or a batter or, let’s be honest, the not-so-tight-anymore baseball pants. Women need to hear that baseball is also about the history, the atmosphere, the strategy, the statistics. Woman-to-woman. And I’m your woman. 

Now, I’m not trying to change the game here. I would follow all the rules and requirements of being part of the MLB Fan Cave.  All I’m suggesting is that if the MLB is going to have a Fan Cave then the MLB needs to represent all fans. Baseball is understandably geared towards the men. Even when the All-American Girls Professional Baseball League existed, the league sought “to make each player as physically attractive as possible” (AAGPBL website). For who? The men, of course.(And the dirty old ones for that matter—all the young guys were off in the war). Now it’s time to do something for the women. After all it is a Fan Cave, not just a Man Cave. 

Stay tuned for the rest of the application!

Marie Colette

Hey CJ--Do you know how much a polar bear weighs?

Enough to break the ice. 

Hi, my name is Marie Colette.

First, I would just like to say for what it's worth, I'm really very sorry about the World Series. Ya'll put up a great fight.

Second, yes, if I had met you in a bar the polar bear line is  the pick up line I would have used. Yes, I would have used. It's probably a good thing I didn't meet you in a bar....

In response to your video I would just like to say that I am the perfect girl for you. Here's why:

1) I am 25 and single. 

2) I absolutely love to dance.

3) I'm about this tall.

4) I don't race cars but I recently impressed some people about my knowledge of Indy Car drivers.  

5)I couldn't decide on a response to film noir so I'm just gonna list everything:

•  I don't know what film noir is. Well, I do now cause I Wikipedia'd it. But that doesn't count. Maybe I'm not perfect but who is? who is?  
•  Ah, you got me on film noir. So, let's make a deal. I'm looking for a man who knows how to dance Ceroc. Heard of it? I'll teach you if you teach me ;). 
• Film noir is French for black film and Marie Colette is French for my real name. So, same thing, right?

You can just circle whichever response you like best.

6) Adventure is my middle name. I've been to a couple of Adventure Races. I like to climb mountains. One time I went backpacking with friends and we got lost on the expert trail. In the Superstition Mountains where people go missing and die.  But we found our way out. Adventure at its finest.

So if this entices you at all you can respond to this blog. If you want to know more about what I'm looking for, read the rest of the blog.

Hope you're enjoying the off-season.
Sincerely,

Marie Colette

P.S. I just want to let you know that even though I only have 3 people following this blog I have lots of friends.

P.P.S. I also was really relieved when I saw that only 2,543 people have viewed your dating ad on youtube. That plus the however many million people were watching the game when the video played, I feel like I have really good chance of hearing back from you.  

Wearing the Wrong Hat Has Its Rewards

I really can't complain about wearing the Nationals hat to the game against the Reds. If I hadn't worn that hat, then I could not have been in this PSA that will be playing on the jumbo tron next season.

And it could just be my ticket to fame....or at least a date...

I Wore the Wrong Hat!

Picture this:

My first week in DC. Free tickets to the Nationals game.

In my rush to get to the game on time, I didn't look to see who the Nationals were up against.

I put on my Nationals hat. Yes, I own a Nationals hat already. I bought it at a thrift store in Cincinnati about 4 years ago for a costume. I found it again right before deciding to move to DC. It was definitely a sign.

Got to the game. I see one person with a Red's hat on and shake it off because people often where Reds hats because it's "cool." Then I see two other people with hat's on and it dawns on me....

The Nationals are playing the Reds! And I'm wearing a Nationals hat!

It's ok, because I figured out what to do when I'm wearing the "other" team's apparel. I scream as loud as I can for the Reds, which I found out leads to:

• Dirty looks
• Awkward conversations with Nats fans
• Awkward conversations with Reds fans

Now, let me back up a little. I mentioned that we (my friend and I) got free tickets to this game. They weren't so much tickets as passes. Passes that allowed us to sit in any open seat. And, well, it's a Nationals game. There are a lot of open seats. Which means for the second time in 5 days I get to sit about 15 rows up from the dugout. For the first couple of innings. But we're not bound by any seats. So we go to the nice seats in center field. Where I can also scope out Drew Stubbs better. (I yelled out to him, he didn't look...shoot). Then we ended the game about 5 rows behind the Reds dugout. Talk about living the life. (P.S. the Reds won 2-1 with a nice double play from Phillips to Votto at the end).

After all that I had a conversation with God that went a little like this:

Dear God,

I have been able to smell the sweat of the baseball players but haven't met any yet. I can visualize a life of having awesome seats. Is this just a tease or is something going to come of this?

Love,

Marie Colette

Oh, and I almost forgot to mention. My friend that got us the passes also had us do a public service announcment about drinking responsibly. This was probably my big shot. I have no idea when and where it will play. Hopefully it will make me famous so that baseball players start blogs about trying to get a date with me.

Best Game Yet

Last Saturday I went to the Red's vs. Padres game in Cincinnati with my brother and a couple of friends. I forgot how awesome it is to be in my home stadium with all the fans cheering for the home team. I hadn't been to a game at Great American Ballpark for 2 years. During regular season the past couple of years I donned the Red's gear at Chase Field in Phoenix, I sang "Root, root, root for the REDLEGS!" amidst the crowd of D-Backs fans, turned my hat inside out for rally time when the Red's weren't doing so hot. It's just not the same as being on the home field.
Anyway, this game was particularly awesome for a few other reasons:

Great seats....15 rows up from the visitor's dugout

                            Unexpectedly ran into my best friend

                                               Rainbow beyond the outfield during the game

                                                               Free pitcher and cup set (to bring to DC, of course)

                                              7 HOMERUNS!!!                 
                 
I'm almost certain Drew Stubbs looked right at me


Good things are happening at the ballpark. I'm getting closer to meeting some baseball players. I can feel it.