For The Love Of The Game Between A Daughter and Her Mom

It was my idea to go to Chicago in the summer of ’04.  When I was a little girl, it was impressed upon me that it was my "patriotic duty" to make a pilgrimage to Wrigley Field and witness a Cubs game.

Not just any game, but a day game.  And I had to sit in the bleachers.  With a beer.

After 19 years of dreaming about it, I decided it was time to live out the experience. As much as my mom and I were often at odds with each other, there was no one I would rather make the trip with that summer.

Why my mom?  Is it possible that a mother sharing her love for the game of baseball with her daughter might be as poetic as a father sharing it with his son?  I believe so, even though it may not be talked about as ofte...

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