“The human soul has still greater need of
the ideal than of the real. It is by the
real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live.”
-
Victor Hugo – French Author and Poet
Last
Friday night as I sat in the upper deck of Busch Stadium watching a Cardinal
baseball game, I experienced "the Ideal.”
The Cardinals are beloved by their fans and many believe the Cardinals
are the best team in baseball. It is not just because of the Cardinals'
winning records and trips to the playoffs and the World Series, but because in
our minds, they represent what is the best of baseball, "the Ideal."
For a few hours at a Cardinal game we recognize the ideals of God,
county, a perfect field of emerald green grass, scoreboards lit up in the
night, inspirational music, and the perseverance and sportsmanship of the
players.
As I
sat in the upper deck of the stadium that night, I listened to a children's
choir sing "God Bless America" followed by the National Anthem.
Each fan received a Whitey Garden gnome and during the break in one
inning, a fan guessed the top three vegetables planted in a garden. In the
last inning, thunderous music played as our closing pitcher warmed up with
lights flashing all over the stadium symbolizing "lights out" for the
opposing team. It was surreal and real at the same time -
"the Ideal."
Plato,
the Greek philosopher wrote that what we experience with our senses on Earth,
is merely a shadow of the real or 'Ideal." Some may believe I am an
idealist and that my visions are impossible, but I am reminded that there are
other idealists who have experienced the real and the surreal and together,
captured "the Ideal" for the rest of us in a beautiful night at a
baseball game.