Night At The Old Ball Park

19 Jul

Last night, I went to our local summer league baseball park to watch our Forest City Owls play ball. I used to play baseball myself, so it was a treat. There is nothing like the sights and sounds and smell at a baseball game: The fresh cut grass, the smell of a hotdog and drinks, and oh those sweet deep fried oreos! It was a cool night. Not so hot like it has been. We got off to a good start, but faltered in the end, losing 4-2. But that wasn’t the point. I had a great time with my boys and one of their girlfriend, and like I like to say, ‘and you cant beat that!’ Being with family at a ballpark is awesome.

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Posted by on July 19, 2016 in Opinion, Stories, Uncategorized


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