For every year of my son’s life, we’ve attended the Texas Ranger’s opening day baseball game. I’m a huge baseball fan, and there is nothing quite like the excitement of Opening Day. We will both dress up in our Ranger jersey’s, buy some sunglasses, pack a bag full of fruit snacks, juice boxes and peanuts, and hit the ball field. Once we get past the super scary jet fly-over; Ryan is usually great. Great, meaning we make it to the 7th inning stretch before heading home.

Well, this year I was going to take Dylan along for the ride as well. A great Father-Son-Son baseball event. But this year I pulled a goof, and we’re not going. I usually get an email early in March giving me a pass code to purchase tickets early. (I get this early opportunity because I often take groups from our church to games during the summer.) This year the spam filter was my downfall. The email was trapped, and by the time I realized it was approaching opening day the whole game was completely sold out! Of course I can pay $150 for three tickets on eBay; but that isn’t gonna happen. Not on my budget.

I’ve never felt so heart-broken about anything so silly in all my life. We’ll try and attend at least one game before we leave for Lubbock; but it just won’t be the same.