Introduction Baseball has been America’s pastime for as long as many of us can remember. Many consider it a rite of passage for a young man to go to a game with his dad, or even his grandfather, as was my case. The advancement of technology has allowed us to watch or listen to whatever team or game we choose from anywhere in the world, but nothing can replace the sights and sounds of the ballpark. From the crack of the bat to the ebbs and flows of crowd emotions, and even the cries of vendors offering hot dogs, peanuts, and the like, no at-home viewing or listening experience can compete with sitting in the ballpark with thousands of other people, some rooting for your team, some not, and taking in the sights and sounds of the game. I’ve been to countless games in my life to this point, but I had no idea when I went to my first game at the age of seven what kind of love I’d have for this great game, or that such a passion would effectively save my life. When pl...
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