Happy Place
It’s not the beer. OK, not JUST the beer.
It’s mid-week, mid-afternoon, mid-summer baseball. The Angels are in first place. The sun is shining. And somehow I paid $25 to sit closer than the people who pay $300.
Now, if we could just recover from the 2-run homer that Lackey gave up as I was typing this…
Lesson learned: they need my full attention.









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