Roadtrips

When a true baseball visionary offers to give you time out of his day, what do you do? I mean, besides kiss your wife, tell her how fortunate you are, and play your favorite lotto numbers?

Taking one last look from the upper deck at Hank Aaron Stadium in Mobile, I knew I was saying goodbye to an era of baseball in Alabama. We were never going to be able to make it back there for a game on the next beach vacation.

Even as the calendar turns to November in Chicagoland, and the weather clearly isn’t designed for baseball, that doesn’t keep me from missing it. And granted, since this year meant a whole lot less baseball games to attend for all of us, any opportunity to go to a game is notable and worth considering.

A few months ago, I didn’t think that the opportunity to attend a baseball game in person would exist in 2020. COVID-19 had swept all sports away over a couple days in March.