I couldn’t have been more excited. We were going to take Alex to his first-ever San Francisco Giants game. Well, technically, it wasn’t his first game — he went once when he was 10 months old and once for a work event for Amy, but this was the first game in which he had asked to go, wanted to go, and understood how cool it would be to go to a game with just mommy and daddy. 1,475 more words
Okay, this post took a lot of research and makes a lot of connections, so if you are a fan, this is a great post. I'm sorry I hadn't found it until today, but better late than never. I never would have guessed ... but probably should have ... that the first baseball night games were in Alaska where you don't need lights at night because in the summer, in Fairbanks, the sun never sets.