The environment for watching games at Howard J Lamade Stadium is rivaled by only Wrigley Field. Majestic mountains sit in the far background, while the hillside behind the outfield wall is packed with fans watching games from blankets, and kids sliding down the hill on slides made of cardboard.
We arrived a few hours before Saturday’s first game at Lamade. With time to look around and explore, Quin wasted no time finding a piece of cardboard to join the hundreds of other kids sliding down the hill. Once settled into our seats (admission is free and seats are first come first serve), we watched 1 ½ games, ate plenty of delicious and affordable food, and Quin made three or four more trips out to the hill to perfect his headfirst cardboard dive.
After what I can only describe as being a perfect day, we departed a little after 8pm to begin the 4 hours drive home. While Quin slept most of the way, I was wide awake and smiling with thoughts about all the great memories that the day had created. My father gave me so many experiences like that while growing up. It is truly the greatest pleasure in the world to now be doing similar things with Quin.