Take Me Out to the Ballgame

My father-in-law–a giant among men. Why? Courtesy of his connections, I have two tickets to Game 1 of the World Series this Saturday.

To say I’m excited would be to drastically understate things. All of Chicago has waited a collective lifetime for this, tickets are scalping at upwards of $3K for the really good seats, and $1100 for the lousy ones–and I’ll be one of the lucky relative few actually at the game. I truly can’t believe my good fortune. Hopefully I won’t drop my camera from the deck while I’m at the game.

Dad–no words can thank you enough for thinking of me. I owe you big time.

For everyone else: no, I’m not selling the other ticket; it’s spoken for. And no, my father-in-law has no access to additional ones. Sorry.