Quinn and I made out to our local minor league ballpark for the first time. We invited some friends to enjoy the complimentary tickets Daddy snagged. The boys had ants-in-the-pants-itis which is contagious in this environment. There is constant noise and gimmicky stunts between each inning. Of course, there is plenty of food, bouncy houses, rodent inspired mascots, bachelors humiliating themselves in the hope of bagging an engagement ring (today's big prize) and did I mention the noise?
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