It must have been at least 3 or 4 years since I last went to a baseball game. This is America’s pastime and I have been absent.
My daughter offered me 2 seats to a night game. Generally, I don’t go to night games because it can be really cold and windy. But the weather was fabulous and so my friend, Judy and I decided it would be an excellent adventure.
We met at the train station in Palo Alto and 50 minutes later we were in San Francisco. The game had started and the Giants were ahead by 2 when we arrived at the stadium. After buying a hotdog we settled in. Our seats were fabulous, just behind home plate!
And best of all the Giants won, 3-2.
I can’t wait to go again.