Take Me Out to the Ballpark

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Loonies inhabit all corners of the city. The baseball stadium is no different.

One of my minor ambitions during my stay in the USA was obviously to head to baseball game. It was extra-special to go there with my old man, and reminisce about all the other baseball games he didn’t take me to as a child while not growing up in America.

Sell-out crowd

I spent much of the match trying to remember the rules, and then recount them to Dad with some semblance of sense. The guy in front of us almost caught a ball, though, and the crowd around him berated him for the rest of the game for having dropped it. Good times.

Bleachers.

The rush to get home.

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