Work has been rough on the body lateley. My back is f##king killing me.
People I know are dying left and right.
But for 3.5 hours tonight, I forgot about all of it. I took my daughter to her first big league baseball game tonight. I will never forget this night. Her first trip too Comiskey Park (U.S. Cellular to all you non-Chicagoans). The look on her face when we stepped off of the concoarse, and into the park, almost brought a tear to my eye. The excitement, the smile, the innocense, was all unforgettable.
The only thing that would have made it better was if my wife was their with us. But all in all, I forgot about everything, except for the excitement and happiness, that those 3.5 hours brought me.
By the way, Sox won, 6-3.........Oh, and you can now count one more too the legions of White Sox fans