I'm not a baseball fan. I would rather watch almost any other sport than baseball. It is just too slow for me. However, what I enjoy most about attending a baseball game -- outside of the near-requirement to day-drink -- is that it is the only place that I eat hot dogs. They are too bad for you to eat without a really good reason. And, the reason is that they never taste better than in a ballpark on a sunny day.
One of the stereotypes about Cubs fans is that they don't pay attention to the game. In my very non-scientific opinion from attending a grand total of two games, this stereotype is for a reason. I think that my friend and I paid more attention than the average Cubs fan, in no small part because we were concerned we were going to be brained by all of the foul balls coming our way. Add to the general lack of attention -- I mean, it really is a nice atmosphere to sit, talk and drink -- that today was the first day of the Air and Water Show, and I'm pretty sure that almost no one was watching the game. Guys standing in grass just cannot compete with F-16s doing fly-bys.
Between the Air and Water Show, Cubs game and just generally nice weather, the city was a zoo today. Thankfully, my evening plans were quiet. My friend's parents were in town and homecooked us all (a total of 8) dinner. It was tasty and a delightful evening.
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