My favorite season has begun. Parking lot beers and $1 hot dogs...go A's!
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Is that a Red Sox hat you're wearing? My love of baseball didn't officially start until I became a regular Sunday Banger, but since that fateful summer of 2003 the opening of baseball season has heralded the coming of happy times. Warmer weather, better outings and a lapload of carnie food means summertime's upon us. Since I never really cared for sports growing up, I've never had any devotion to a particular team...all of which changed during that fierce summer rivalry between the Bangers and the Fuckers. As my Banger loyalty grew stronger (and my love for baseball grew tenfold), so grew my devotion to the A's, which I blame completely on Cousin Galen. It's a strange thing, loyalty, but once its there its a hard one to shake. Anyhow, I think I'd love the A's more than the Giants even without the whole steroids thing, if only for the stadium alone. Its old and dirty and filled with the best kind of riff-raff (Boston fans excluded) and I'll eat my cleat if the Giants ever start selling $2 tickets and one dollar hot dogs. They're even doing some kind of all-you-can-eat seating section now, if only they'd include beer in there we'd be in heaven. So...take yourself out to a ballgame and if you do it on a Wednesday dogs are a dollar and I dare you to eat 6 in one inning.