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Our day at the ballpark

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I wanted to get some words down about today because it was crazy. We got tickets for this game seemingly for free yesterday when we signed up for a season-ticket holder parade around the warning track of Comerica Park. There aren't many chances to go onto the field, and the tickets seem to have been free, so I decided to take the kids. Plus, there was a bobblehead giveaway for Riley Greene. When we got there, it was starting to rain, but we got in line for the walk onto the field. We stood there, in the rain, for probably a half hour. The kids had such a good attitutde. Everett's legs were hurting him, so I lifted him onto my shoulders, but neither Annie nor Everett ever said: "Let's go home." WE then walked around the stadium, up to our seats, where we found out the game was delayed due to the rain. Again, no complaints from the kids. Everett played with the bobblehead, and after almost an hour I handed them my phone to watch a movie while we waited. The rain eventually lifted, and the game started about an hour after it was supposed to. Mind you, we had already waited in line to get into the stadium, waited for the canceled parade, waited for the announcement that the game would be delayed, then waited for the game to start. WE had already been at Comerica park for almost three hours at first pitch. Also, we had already gone and bought pizza and ice cream because we had been there SO LONG. But again, the kids were champs. The first inning was exciting, with multiple runs for the Tigers, which kept them engaged, and after three innings Everett decided he was tired and wanted to take a nap. Annie watched with me for a few more innings, but then asked for some paper to draw. We drew the Tigers logo and Riley Greene's number for a solid half hour to an hour, and after all of her patience I let her watch a show for the last couple of innings. Everett woke up around the eighth inning, and we all finished the game together through the ninth. We left the parking lot at 4:50, over five and a half hours after we got there. This game was pretty unique. The first inning featured a hit batter and a walk from the TIgers pitcher, Matt Manning, and while he never seemed completely in control, he had some great defensive plays behind him and pitched well enough that through six innings, he had only walked a batter, with no hits. He was lifted in the seventh when he walked an additional batter. James Foley, a Tigers reliever, then came in and finished off the inning and the eighth, again with no hits. Then in the ninth, the Blue Jays had the top of their order, but the Tigers closer, Alex Lange, struck out the first and forced the other two into fly outs. Final line: Nine innings, three pitchers,no hits. First time that has ever happened in the Tigers' 122-year history, and we were there to see it! Another cool thing? A friend of mine recently mentioned that we should keep score of the next baseball game we attend together. Which led me to keep score today. For a no-hitter Tigers win. Again, really cool. I just wanted to remember today because of all these strange moments that made it super memorable. Annie and Everett were so good through a marathon of a day at the ballpark (seriously, my marathons are shorter). The Tigers won in this way they have never done before. And I recorded all of it as it was happening. Pictures below, and I hope I remember this day with my kids for decades to come.

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