A favorite pastime that the average American can relate to is good ‘ole baseball.
When I think of baseball these thoughts come into my mind: the smell of hotdogs and cotton candy, the crisp, green striped grassy fields, phrases like “Shake it off!” and “He wanted that!”, guys in tight uniforms, and people–lots of different sorts of people.
Are you with me?
Just recently I had the pleasure of going to a Brave’s game in Atlanta and had forgotten just how much fun actually going to the game can be.
So, the experience starts out pretty normal. Continue reading