- There are many attractive women at baseball games.
- These attractive women seem to all have boyfriends...for the time being.
- There is a great deal of camaraderie that suddenly develops within your row at a ball game. In front of you: jerks. Behind you: losers. Next to you: your brothers. One guy debated Livan's pitch count with me, while another threw his arm around me during the 7th inning stretch. I'm sure part of this is alcohol consumption--but I genuinely appreciate drunken friendships.
- Some things don't change: I went to the game with my grandfather who took me to my first game at the dome about 20 years ago. Sitting in front of us was a 5 year old boy who was more consumed with his Kung Fu Panda toy than watching the game, but still--little boys, grandfathers, and ball games. That's pretty sweet.
Last night was my first live game in two years, and I noticed a couple of things about being at a game rather than watching the game on tv.
Posted by The Scruffy Rube