The Summer of Dads?

Also, there's nothing better than starting the summer off with a Cubs game. Ironically enough, summer started off the same way last year, minus the kids, of course. I tried very hard to push some runs across with my lucky Cubs headband, but alas, they ended up losing 9-4.
If it wasn't for the beer at the ballpark, I don't know why anyone would go. True to form, the Cubbies loaded the bases with only one away in the ninth and the tying run on deck, only to have Cliff Floyd and Derek Lee strike out in craptacular fashion.
I tried to give the little girl in front of me a high five, but, upon turning around to look at what I was doing, she thought I was making some sort of gesture that she should repeat. So, she quickly turned around and gave the Nazi salute to the visiting team as they came up to bat. "No, no," I quickly muttered. "High five!"
That was close.