Sandwiched in between two hectic weeks between two, two-week vacations were a lot of catching up on sleep, catching up at work, catching up on home maintenance, and my favorite, catching up on paying bills. In spite of the fairly busy schedule with not a lot of free time, there was one thing that I felt very strongly about wanting to do: catch one more game at Turner Field.
Now I’ve made no secret of my general disdain for the Braves organization and their pursuit of cash-greener pastures in Marietta. I’m still disappointed that the Braves failed to lose 100 games for the second straight year in spite of superior draft positioning. And I still feel disgust every time I read anything about blatantly transparent greed and corruption involving the development of ScumTrust Park.
But this is a time to set all those loathsome feelings aside, and to take an evening to enjoy a place where I’ve spent countless nights watching baseball, at various points of my baseball fandom.