Thursday, October 11, 2007

I went to a lot of ballparks and it was OK

An old man from a small town in Washington visits every major league park with his son. Misty, Field of Dreams stuff? Nope. In fact, the guy was pretty much unimpressed by the whole affair:

After visiting every Major League Baseball field, a Port Townsend man discovered
that he never needed to leave home base . . ."Had a beer and a hot dog in every
stadium," George said with a smile . . .The ballpark seats all had about the same level of comfort, and the bathrooms were all about the same. "The one in in Florida, that was a bad one," George said . . .

. . . George said he never got tired of eating hot dogs, but by the end of the trip he was ready for a home-cooked meal."They all taste the same, and the beer ain't much different either," George said of ballpark fare.

OK, then.

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