Doo's Father's Day gift was a trip to the Braves game. He had never been to Turner Field, and for such a die-hard fan, this was an injustice! The original plan was for the "boys" to take him. Somehow (thanks to my sister who booked it) I ended up with the boys in place of Tony who had his own baseball team to root on. I was Doo's original "boy," so it was fitting that I join in. I think they were glad to have me because I packed the snacks and kept up with the tickets for them.
We had a fun night full of laughs, chops, and a win for the Braves! Couldn't have been better!
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