On Thursday night we went out to Citi Field to watch the Mets play Detroit. I admit, that I am not the biggest baseball fan but it was a great night. I find the game incredibly long and drawn out. I am well aware that it is truly a thinking mans game and the stats are part of the thrill. I get it. Yet going to a game on occasion, eating some baseball fare and enjoying a warm summer night isn't so shabby. We had the absolute pleasure of sitting in one of the boxes the other night. Our seats were prime. Josh was in heaven.
Citi Field is pretty damn sweet. The place is pristine. The food halls are pretty good. There is something magical about the place. As I said, I do get it.