So, I’ve been a baseball fan all my life, right? Cheering for my team, living and dying by those crucial games, you know the drill. And I thought, what better way to show my love for the game than to get a tattoo? Not just any tattoo, mind you, but one of the iconic MLB logo. Yeah, the one with the batter silhouette. I know, I know, it’s a popular one, but it’s classic, and it just speaks to me.
First things first, I spent hours, days even, just looking at different versions of the MLB logo. I wanted to find the perfect one, the one that would truly capture my passion. I browsed through countless images of tattoos, noting how different artists interpreted the logo. Some were simple and clean, others were more detailed and elaborate. It was a lot to take in.
After doing my research, I found out that the logo was actually designed by a guy named Jerry Dior way back in ’68. And get this, the silhouette wasn’t even based on a real player! It was just a generic figure that could be anyone, from any background, batting from either side of the plate. Pretty cool, huh? It was designed to represent every baseball player.
Next, I started hunting for the right tattoo artist. This was crucial. I needed someone who understood my vision and could execute it flawlessly. I visited a few studios, talked to a bunch of artists, and checked out their portfolios. It was a bit of a process, but I wasn’t about to rush into something this permanent.
- I finally settled on this one artist whose style I really vibed with. He had a knack for clean lines and bold colors, which was exactly what I was looking for. We had a consultation, discussed the size, placement, and all the little details. I wanted it on my forearm, bold and proud.
- The day of the appointment, I was a mix of nerves and excitement. Sitting in that chair, feeling the buzz of the needle, it was a whole experience. It wasn’t as painful as I thought it would be, but it definitely wasn’t a walk in the park.
- The artist was a real pro, though. He took his time, made sure every line was perfect, and kept me comfortable throughout the whole process.
And then, it was done. I looked down at my arm, and there it was, the MLB logo, looking sharp and vibrant. It was everything I had hoped for and more. It felt like a badge of honor, a permanent reminder of my love for the game.
It’s been a few weeks now, and I’m still stoked every time I look at it. It’s sparked a few conversations, too. People ask me about it, and I get to share my passion for baseball, and the story behind the logo. It’s been a pretty awesome experience, from start to finish.
So, yeah, that’s the story of my MLB logo tattoo. It wasn’t just a spur-of-the-moment decision. It was a journey, a way to express my love for baseball in a permanent and meaningful way. And honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
