pringlesaremydivision:

swanjolras:

theladyscribe:

forassgard:

The game. It`s from May 1941. I know, `cause I was there.

This always makes my heart so happy, because when Steve went into the ice, it was 1944 or 1945—at least three years after that game took place. Most people don’t remember sports events with enough detail to be able to say, beyond a shadow of a doubt, “I was there” when they hear a play-by-play, especially not a baseball play-by-play, with its 150+ games per team every year and its repetitive actions (there’s only so many ways you can say “he struck out swinging”).

You know who does remember that sort of thing? Passionate, loyal fans, that’s who. The ones who live for the summer, who are at every game they can attend, who know the stadium staff on a first-name basis, who drink up the atmosphere and the summer heat and don’t mind the blinding glare of the late afternoon sun. People who memorize rosters, who rail against the team owners when their favorites are traded, who cry when the season ends in a crushing defeat.

Steve Rogers isn’t just a baseball fan; he’s a baseball fan. He’s at the games so much that when a spectacular play is made, he memorizes it, he holds it with him, he can probably tell you exactly where he was standing when it happened, what the air smelled like, how loud the crowd was, how Joey Alinski bought a round of drinks for everybody in their row because how could you not celebrate a play like that?

Steve Rogers is a baseball fan, and that should be talked about more.

 (foxlives)

No but as I started reading this I was thinking about how steve would totally have a soft spot for the cubs and yep

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