There’s never a dull moment when you’re watching baseball. Except for the first eight innings.

hahaha Thank you!! I wish I'd thought to take photos of jerseys and potty-mouthed grandmas at the two games I once attended; the longest 8 hours of my life! One was watching the Detroit Tigers years ago in Detroit; I was in university and went with friends, so I spent my time drinking and then thankfully, it got rained out :) The second was a Mariners game in Seattle. After the initial hoopla with the seahawk flying out, I ate their infamous garlic fries and counted the seconds slowly passing by!

You've done a great job telling the story of all the different jerseys here though! Kudos to you, even though I'm not a huge baseball fan (that was probably already clear to you), I enjoyed the tale you weaved for us here.

Thanks you :)