My in-laws were visiting this weekend, so as part of our activities, we went to our minor-league baseball team’s second-to-last game of the year. It’s always a great night out, especially so when they have a fireworks display after the game (which they do several times during the season). It kind of reminded me of a particular Frank Sinatra song, one of my favorites.
And there used to be a ballpark
Where the field was warm and green
And the people played their crazy game
With a joy I’d never seen
And the air was such a wonder
From the hot dogs and the beer
Yes, there used to be a ballpark right here.
And there used to be rock candy
And a great big Fourth of July
With the fireworks exploding
All across the summer sky …
And the people watched in wonder
How they’d laugh and how they’d cheer
And there used to be a ballpark right here.
Now the children try to find it
And they can’t believe their eyes
’cause the old team just isn’t playing
And the new team hardly tries
And the sky has got so cloudy
When it used to be so clear
And the summer went so quickly this year.
Yes, there used to be a ballpark …
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