I love baseball. I like a lot of sports, but I love baseball. There’s a romance to the slow-moving game, a poetry to the pitching especially, and a feeling that it’s a game from a better and simpler time. And baseball is still remarkably and blessedly free of the leftist politics that has infected football at all levels and basketball at the NBA level.
But as everyone knows, seeing pro sports games can be really expensive. Taking a family of four to a ball game — after tickets, parking, food, drinks, etc. — can easily run a few hundred bucks. This is frankly ridiculous, and is one reason so many people have quit going to games (and movies, for that matter).
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I love bars and drinking, as you’ve probably noticed if you’ve read more than two or three of my posts. I like booze, I like the atmosphere of (most) bars, I like talking to people in bars. Hell, I even met Tradwife in a brewery. She wasn’t so Trad back then, but neither was I.
Yeah, I know it’s not good for me, physically. But as Charles Bukowski wrote, “Find the thing you love and let it kill you.” The bigger problem is that drinking can be a very expensive hobby.
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I’m an American man, so I’m supposed to be obsessed with sports, most particularly the National Football League. I’m supposed to look forward to Monday Night Football, Thursday Night Football, and of course an entire day of football on Sunday. Depending on where you live, this applies even more so to college football on Saturdays. Continue reading “The truly deplorable NFL”