I went to the Rangers game tonight. One of my best friends invited me along with a big group that had scored some tickets from the Angels management. It didn't matter how they got them; I don't turn down free tickets.
I love baseball. It brings back a host of wonderful memories, and I am a full-on romantic about it. I love to play catch in the backyard, go to the batting cages, etc. I especially love to catch a game in person.
|Bird's eye view of Ian Kinsler. Team #HighSocks|
I especially love to go with kids. Sure, there are times that they demand your attention more than your favorite player, and there are bathroom breaks and snack runs and an extreme amount of sticky faces. But they also can sometimes get so entranced that you feel yourself slipping back into those moments when you first fell in love with the game.
|That smile. Jeez.|
In the bottom half of the inning, we had to teach him about rally caps, and he kind of gave us the side eye about it until he saw some of the "big dudes" wearing theirs. I didn't blame him; it does look kind of dumb.
|Only a charming 6 year-old can pull off a rally cap.|
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