Spent the last day of teenage-dom in the city for a Mets game... phenomenal seats right in the front row between the visitor dugout and batter's box. My brother, a huge Braves fan, was breaths away from his idols Chipper and Andruw Jones. It was just great all around, though I did get a little burnt.
Now off to bed and see what festivities are in store for the anniversary of my brother and my birth.
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