There is no professional baseball for us this year. To be fair - our attendance is minimal in the best of years - so I'll just add this to my growing list of things that never happened this year because of the virus. It didn't have to be this bad. Crap.
That said - we had a ballpark tailgate dinner the other day.
Old-fashioned wiener - you know - the kind with a real casing that 'snaps' with each bite, homemade pickle, baked beans and chips. Frosty beer on the side.
Good grub if you can get it.
Play ball!
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