among my favourite, favourite things (yes, i know i have a lot of those) in the world is the 7th inning stretch at a major-league baseball game. and i sure belt it out as well all stand and sing together.
on tuesday, the boy took me out to the ball game. we took the train to at&t park and got there just as the game was starting and the sun was setting. we walked around the back of the park, watched a couple of innings from behind the scoreboard, nearly froze to death in our seats at the tippy-top of the stands, ate a bratwurst while watching from lower down, saw a score-tying homerun hit by a giant right into the bay waters in the bottom of the 9th inning (!!!) and of course thoroughly enjoyed the 7th inning stretch.
there’s just nothing like the electric, hearty atmosphere of a baseball game.