PRICELESS!
OK, so it would have been better if my darlin' Rangers had actually won, but sitting in the stands on a beautiful Friday night between my two favorite men in the entire world can never be considered a bad night. Munching on hot dogs and nachos, swigging diet Coke (PapaC's diabetes has pretty much put the kibosh on beer), dancing the Cotton Eyed Joe during the seventh inning stretch, lots of home runs so the fireworks went off (only solos, so we lost!).........as close to perfect as you can get without a win!
I love baseball. Even if the pitchers do take WAY too long on the mound.
