I was just going through my pictures that are still stuck on my camera and found a gem. Our annual baseball family get-together was complete with hot dogs, nachos, beer and losing to the White Sox.
My dad's side (stretching down the first row in this picture) meets up every year in Minneapolis to attend a Twins baseball game. Its always fun, always hot and always an adventure. And we usually lose. Well, when Kelly and I attend, we have lost every time.
This year, we were also joined by a row of White Sox fans behind us. They were not so much into the game as they were discussing topics such as: Scott Podsednik's butt, how to zoom a camera to photograph Scott Podsednik's butt, the name of the new stadium and potential of buying tickets for the games at its namesake (yes, we know, Target is taking over the city), the death-traps involved in the current stadium, and what does the TC stand for on the TWIN's uniforms.
All of this was discussed with a accent that I've only heard in Saturday Night Live sketches.
And now we have a couple of faces to go with those accents:
Ladies and Gentlemen, I was looking at her the same way.
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