I don’t understand it either…

I used to have a life with limited baseball. A few games a year. An understanding that we rooted for the Giants (well, most of us did). I didn’t know who they were, and my days and evenings weren’t consumed by manufactured stress or inexplicable joy. I went for the garlic fries, the view and some good people watching.

It changed about a year and a half ago (I can tell you the moment it changed) and I haven’t been the same since. Sometimes I wonder what I could be doing, if I weren’t loving every moment of this…

I’m hoping for the Giants in 6. See you then!

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About kim tackett

Northern CA marketing consultant, writer of very small stories, and drinker of very strong coffee.
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