Back in July, my beloved New York Mets were in town playing the Miami Marlins. I went to two games.
The first one was for me to watch and enjoy with my wife (we left the kids with the grandparents). I took my kids to the second one. I knew, from past experience, that if I was lucky I would get through four or five innings. But watching an entire ball game is no longer my goal when I take my kids to one.
The goal is to continue my ongoing efforts to indoctrinate them into becoming Mets fans, or, at the very least, bear baseball games enough that I can continue to count them as family outings.
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