My 8-year-old son Evan LOVES baseball, so when his favorite team the Chicago White Sox was going to be playing in nearby Oakland this weekend (we live outside of Sacramento), we had to go. I bought great seats online for a super cheap price - the seats were front row near the Sox bullpen. Evan got to say hi to a number of the ballpayers and some of the coaches gave him bubblegum and baseball cards. He got an autograph from one of the players too. I tried to explain to him, that this kind of stuff usually doesn't happen when you go to a game. And then in the bottom of the first inning I got a foul ball! I've gone to ballgames all of my life and never came close to getting a baseball. One inning into the game and we had experienced all of these things we never have at a baseball game.
And then things went up a notch - I saw MC Hammer at the game! How surreal is that? We determined that every story we ever told would be much more interesting if we ended it "... and then I saw MC Hammer". Try it. It's fun!
Evan with the foul ball ...
... and old school pic of MC Hammer