
My Daddy has dreamed of a little girl to take to the ballgame on a Sunday afternoon. And even though today's game was on a Saturday, we're going again tomorrow to make it official.
Not only did I christen a new ball cap; I yelled "Go Brewers", ate a hot-dog (two of them), drank some "memonade", saw the fireworks after the 5 record-setting home runs the Brew Crew hit in the fourth inning, and sang "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" with the home crowd.

My sister was a little wide-eyed with all the noise and the clapping; but she'll get used to it. Maybe we'll get her a pink Brewers' hat to ease her into to the whole idea of being a true fan.

And don't worry, Spencer Uncles, I still tug on my right sleeve just like Ichiro before every teeth brushing. "That ball is Belted, deep to right field....Break out the mustard and rye bread Grandma, it's Grand Salami time!"



















