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Take Me Out to the Ball Game

I went to my first ever baseball game tonight. The Salt Lake Bees played the Oklahoma City... uh... I don't know. I didn't ever see a mascot for them. But we won, so that's what matters. Some highlights: view of the mountains throughout the night, hot dogs, and tall lights (which disappointingly remained intact). I was hoping I could catch a foul ball, but secretly whenever one seemed to head in our direction, I flinched shrinked. The game ended too quickly. Topics of conversation: guns, books, jobs, discontent, journalism, letters, consistency, my white legs, surgery, friends, and false explanations about baseball. No crackerjacks or peanuts, but they weren't really missed.