There is something about going to a baseball game that I love. Maybe it's the Italian ice, the fries, the beer and funnel cake. (don't even get me started on the funnel cake, I LOVE IT!!) It could also be the history and age behind the beginning of this sport. It's also probably the large crowds of people joining together to take pride in their city's teams by cheering, doing the wave, and fighting over nothing really.

There was this one guy, at the game I went to this past Sunday, who would not quit trying to rally the crowd in the nosebleeds to do the wave. And of course there's always that one guy who takes everything way too serious and wants to fight the guy starting the wave. So they proceeded to have an entertaining argument for about five minutes and then somehow in the end they were swapping jersey's and doing the wave together! Everyone else was getting into it and it was actually quite fun!