Gettin’ Digits On Mother’s Day

My mom is a hardcore Phillies fan.  One of her most prized possessions is a gift that I got her a few years ago — a walkman.  If the Phillies are playing, you can bet your ass that she has those headphones on and is listening to the game.  Anytime we talk on the phone or I go to visit, she is always complaining or rejoicing about the team, whatever the case may be.  Recently, it has been mostly complaining.  But even when they are losing, she is a die-hard fan.
For such a big fan of the team, however, she rarely goes to any games.  Maybe once a season.  And when my parents do go to games, they typically sit very high-up.

So this year, my sister and I decided to splurge for Mother’s Day and get her super-close-to-the-action seats.  Being the second-biggest Phillies fan in the family, I would accompany her, a task that I was pleased to fulfill.

And that is how I found myself a few rows behind the Phillies dugout, next to my mother, when a beautiful girl sat next to me.

Alone.

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