I have been to a World Series baseball game.
As I think I've talked about on this little blog of mine before, I. Love. Baseball. I was raised by a man who pretty much views it as a religion. Yes. My Dad worships the game. He played it his entire life, until his back physically wouldn't let him anymore. So, growing up it was always a part of my life. We went to more baseball games than I can count. Both games HE was playing, and major league games. Growing up in Texas, most people rank football as their favorite sport. Not me. I chose baseball every time. So, when our very own Texas Rangers made it all the way to the World Series, my generous Dad jumped on the chance to treat us to, what could quite possibly be, a once in a lifetime opportunity - To go to a World Series baseball game. And even though the Rangers, sadly, lost...it was one the best days of my life.
I've played in the sprinklers as an adult. Photo credit to the fabulous Jim Wall.