Attended the last ever Royal's game in Oakland, California but OUR FIRST GAME AS AN ENGAGED COUPLE. #SaveTheAs failed and they're off to be another corporate baseball team in a city that doesn't care. I got to use the piss trough in Baseball's Last Dive Bar, and was greeted with nothing but kindness from the A's fans in attendance. The stadium had a sort of crusty charm to it that I can only explain as a throwback to a pure baseball watching experience. The place is a throwback to before the days of Gourmet eats and Wi-Fi at your seat. It felt like I was at a game with my dad as a young kid. Decrepit concrete, sunshine and God damn baseball game. No local food trucks, no sous chef, no microbreweries... your options are hot dogs, and beer. The people of Oakland deserve much better. The game itself was worth a watch as Freddy Fermin hit 2 solo shots and Bobby Witt hit the go-ahead HR in the top of the 8th. Although I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a small part of me that wished the A's would've sent us home with a loss on their way to winning the whole damn thing.

People aren’t kidding when they call it FRISCO Bay. The new Giants hoodie didn’t hold up to the cold Pacific Air coming in off the bay during the chili night game. Had a scenic view of the water from the first base side of home plate, and my then girlfriend (smirk) doubled down on the Lumpia spring rolls. Learned to steer clear of the outfield in the later innings because there are college kids stumbling over each other (Shelby found a girl barricaded in a stall passed out drunk and the Paramedics couldn't get to her). Came back the next day to Kayak McCovey Cove and I fought back tears as they started to sing the National Anthem because that was “THE COOLEST THING I'VE EVER DONE!!!" Got to see some of the last Giants games before Willie Mays died but for some reason didn’t come back to see all the flowers on his statue. 🤦🏻‍♂️

Quick lil trippy trip to Tejas to see the solar eclipse. Went car camping in the 4Runner, slept surprisingly well, made us ponder if "...we camper people?" TexMex at Mariano's was incrdible, Hurtado's BBQ was even better. Sat in the nosebleeds out in LF. Watching the roof being taken off the place was worth the trip alone. The ballpark is MASSIVE but there's not a ton to do outside of pack yourself into the seat and watch corporate baseball.

Left the day after training in DC EARLY to make the Saturday Matinee in the blazing heat. Skyline Chili is disgusting, but I scored a new Reds hat and Ken Griffey Jr. t-shirt. Andrew Abbott got torn apart but Elly De La Cruz came within 20 feet of me on a pop up to foul territory just behind 3B. Beautiful park, but could use some creature features in the outfield concourse overlooking the Ohio River.

Saturday Night Baseball matchup with Shelby in attendance. We sat in the upper deck for one of the prettiest views in baseball. We found Alex Gordon's and Mike Moustakas' HR plates out in RF. Crab dip hot dogs had no business being that good. Baltimore is otherwise terrifying. Eutaw St. lived up to its reputation for pre-game beers. Overall, my favorite park to date.

Stole a trip on the company dime while training in an East Coast road trip. It was BLAZING hot but Ben's Half-Smoke Chili was worth the trip alone. National's Ballpark itself wasn't too impressive and did have much of a personality.

Hiking trip with the Martinez's and Trevor. Sat in the Rock Pile in dead center field, MASSIVE pre-game hail storm (white wale survived). Had a Rocky Mountain Oyster from the third base line concession stand. Didn't puke. Really cool ballpark and surrounding area.

06/07/07 - Trip with mom and Aunt Miss Penn to see my Redlegs. My first MLB game not in Kauffman. 05/30/12 - Trip with Aunt Ms. Penn and Uncle Pat. Michael Wacha's debut. Late-Game Rainout that ended at 2 AM.

Where it all began. #SaveTheK