The going is weird. Cub Tracks™ turned pro a long time ago. Cub Tracks™. Where the great ones run away.
It’s not hard for me to remember how the ballpark was before the video boards, Paul, because they weren’t there the last time I was at the ballpark (a quarter of a century ago). I’m pretty sure I’d hate the neighborhood now, as I loathe creeping corporatism, but you don’t care what I think about such things. You’re not alone, but I’m stubborn and insist on saying my piece, regardless.