Saints

No, this isn't a post about Christian holy people. It's about our local minor league baseball team. The coach of Chunky's team arranged a great experience last night - not only did we attend a Saints game, but Chunky's team got to meet the players, warm up with them AND have their names announced while they ran onto the field with the player in their respective positions. Chunky was waaaaaay out in the outfield, but I could tell he was super psyched to be on an official league ball field singing our national anthem. The experience cost me a small fortune between the foam finger, hat, brat, cheese curds, soda and coffee (it was chilly here), but it was a lot of fun. The Saints played a good game against the Lincoln, NE Saltdogs though we left at the middle of the 7th inning because it was 9:30pm and mama needs her beauty rest. Bad!