When I was a kid my dad used to take me and my brother to professional baseball games. We would take a summer trip to New York every year, and while we were there we’d try to catch a Mets game if the Cardinals (my favorite team) were in town.
Even after I graduated from college during the summer we would all get together — me, my dad, my brother, and my nephew — and make a trip to Cincinnati to watch a Reds game. In addition to spending days at the little league baseball park those trips and experiences watching MLB games are still something I remember.