Another Wednesday At The Ballpark

Sometimes, you go to a Single-A ballgame between two teams that might not be loaded with prospects, punching your way through a torrential downpour on your way to get there on a Wednesday night, doing it because you told your dad that you needed to catch another ballgame together before the season ended and, oh, hey, the baseball-loving nephew is coming, too.

And you get something like this as a reward. 

Plus. the opportunity to see a guy in the other team's bullpen who's completely oblivious to the fact that there's a cup bubble-gummed to his cap.

Clean living, my friends. Clean living.