Game 11 - 6/5 at Comerica Park

The second game of the back to back started in an odd way. I was incredibly thankful that Brent and Sean let me dictate what we did and when we did it during the past few days. We discussed a departure time for the game Wednesday morning at the hotel, where they mentioned they wanted to go to Buffalo Wild Wings before the game (the Tigers scored six runs the night before, so they got six free wings with their ticket stub). Not only did they agree to get going three hours before the game, but they weren't offended when I said I didn't want to join them. I came all this way to do what I do; catch baseballs. It would have felt like I wasted a great chance if I passed that up that opportunity.

Game 10 - 6/4 at Comerica Park

I awoke on this Tuesday morning fairly early, ready to tackle the four and a half hour drive with my two best friends. In the past 22 days, I have seen seven games and had some experiences I could only dream about from where I was last year. These two games in Detroit were the end to the best baseball marathon I would probably ever see.

I was sitting on 47 lifetime balls coming into the day. The end to the marathon was a little saddening, but  having number 50 in sight took my mind off of that. It was really a big deal to me. I've put in the time for two and a half years, and I was almost half way to the first real milestone.

Not only that, but this was going to be the 8th park I've visited in my life, and the fourth in the last calender year. I was very excited to cross one more city off the list and continue to work my way father and father away from my personal epicenter of Chicago.