My grandpa on my mom's side is the reason I became as big of a fan as I am. My grandparents yard looked out over the town's only baseball diamond so I spent good chunks of my summers either watching the Cubs with him or playing on that diamond, with him in the backyard watching every pitch. He passed away 11 years ago, and I wish like hell I could have shared this night with him. No matter what bad has ever come my way in life, I have always been able to lean on some of the things I learned form him: 1. It's good to smile and laugh even when you don't feel good. 2. Sometimes there's nothing better than to just sit and watch a baseball game and forget the rest of world. 3. Getting shot at by the police can actually be kinda funny in the right context. :flythew: