July 16, 2018
By: Dan Fremuth
For as long as I can remember, the Major League Baseball All-Star Game has been a can’t-miss event.

First of all, I’m a huge baseball fan. I played it growing up and have countless fond memories watching baseball and discussing baseball with my dad and brothers. I collected baseball cards and still revel in consuming the history of the game.

But growing up, we didn’t have cable TV until I was in high school and my childhood baseball heyday came long before MLB Extra Innings, streaming games online and 24/7 MLB highlights from every corner of the country. With that, I was limited to Phillies games (either live or on TV) and the National League opponents they faced.

So, for a young baseball junkie like myself, the All-Star Game presented a unique opportunity to see many of the game’s biggest stars I wasn’t likely to see anywhere else. I distinctly remember my brother Josh and I making sure we were parked and ready to go not just for first pitch but for the player introductions. That was honestly our favorite part. One superstar after another that we really only saw on the fronts of baseball cards or as names in box scores.

Times have obviously changed. Highlights are far more readily available these days and interleague play now brings most American League clubs to Citizen’s Bank Park. And yet, that childish wonder still exists each and every year when the All-Star Game rolls around.

So you better believe, come Tuesday evening, I’ll be parked on the couch with a hot dog in hand for the Midsummer Classic.