Guys, as I mentioned last week, my sons and I went down to Baltimore on Friday night to see the Phillies-Orioles game and meet up with Randall (Cinderella's Fella). Since we all know the Pictures Or It Didn't Happen rule, I hereby submit my documentation:
This was before our nosebleeds started due to the altitude. Anyway, Randall is an awesome guy and a lot of fun to hang out with. I barely remember much of the game...we spent most of the time just having a nice conversation. Really fun evening. Thanks for taking the time, Randall!
My Phillies won the battle--or rather, the game that evening--but lost the war as the O's took the next two. Obviously, I'm good luck for my team and need to attend more games.
Also, we showed up early for batting practice and hung out along the right-field railing in the corner near the big scoreboard. It worked out perfectly: a player tossed a ball into the stands, and my son David became the proud owner of a slightly scuffed Official Major League Baseball. Considering I've attended games for decades and never gotten one of these, I was especially happy for him.
There is no truth to the rumor that my other son, Scotty, had several beers before that picture was taken.