Almost nothing is more American than spending the day at the ball park, eating red hots and watching a game of baseball.  One of the reading incentive programs at Maverick’s school had as it’s reward a free ticket to a Kane County Cougars game.

As an added bonus, the child would be part of a pre-game parade on the field,  get to meet the players and receive a free t-shirt.  Now I am not  big sports fan, I watch it when I find myself in a bar or talk about it when I am playing poker, but as a general rule — I don’t shed any tears if a team wins or loses.

But the thought of getting to take my son to his first game — that is an entirely different thing.  Maybe it’s because I am getting older,  I find myself more cognoscente of how far time goes by and aware of the realization that before I know it he will be grown.  You have to treasure those “firsts” when you get them, because they never come back.

With that said, Sunday was a crisp, clear day.  The sun was shining and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.  I would later come to wish there were with our seats firmly planted behind home plate (great seats), the sun quickly became a sweltering eye in the sky.

With a shirt that would fit him in say, three years we made our way down for the parade on the field.  Since this was my first time to this park, we both admired the attached park area and pay to play or ride/slide games.

The line of people for the parade was huge, it had to be over 300 people long.  As we ambled through and around the outer track, Maverick didn’t want to wave to the people, the shy bug had bitten him but that was to be expected.

Immediately following, he informed me that he was hungry. One jumbo dog, a drink, a five foot long twizzler and a snow cone later, he was satisfied.  You would never know that this bone thin kid is my son!

After about 6 innings he started to get antsy, the game was not holding his attention so we decided to go and take a walk around.  The Cougar’s were losing badly so a change of scenery was cool with me.

Down to the activity area we went, and spent the remainder of our time down in the shade.  We left before the end of the game and got out before the mass exodus, it was a great day and a lot of fun, and one of those memories I’ll always have.

I warn you, the video in the link below is brutal, some people are not meant for video, I think, no I am fairly sure I am one of those people.

Weak Video Blog Attempt