For those of you keeping track at home we are over a quarter of the way into the baseball season. The Braves have played 46 games, 25 of those at home, and we have attended 21 of those! (We missed two weekday day games because of pesky things like work, one for sickness and one for a wedding.) After the last four games of the homestand this weekend it’ll be an even 25, which is kind of crazy, because a lot of people don’t go to 25 major league baseball games in their whole lives!
I’ve often joked that people should start a pool trying to guess the first home game where we are well, have no prior commitments, and choose not to go. As it turns out, going to games all the time is not that big of a deal, although I do wish I had a little more downtime. Some people have expressed surprise bordering on sympathy for the sheer number of games we’re going to attend, but if we hadn’t wanted to do it, we wouldn’t have bought season tickets. And it beats sitting at home in front of the television.
One of the things I’ve come to appreciate this season is how much more fun and interesting a baseball game is when you really know what’s going on. Sometimes I feel bad for fans at the game who aren’t really aware of happenings like a complete game shutout or temporarily putting a pitcher in left field to keep him in the game.
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