Last night I went to a White Sox game with my family. It was a great night for baseball, and even though it was a 1-0 pitcher’s duel, it was just an amazing game.
I had a blast, and I’m happy to rave about it here. The fireworks after the game just put an exclamation point on a fantastic night.
If I haven’t said this before–and even if I have–baseball has always been one of my very favorite things in life. The game, and the places where it is played, are a part of me. And nights like last night remind me just how lucky I am.