We met once again to honor the beauty of baseball. And beer.
Holyhell you guys, my right wrist hasn't been the same since The Outing on Saturday.
I'm not kidding. There was a noticeable pain afflicting both sides of my hand the following day. I could barely lift my pre-flight cocktails! And then, not long after my return to Pacific S. Time, the source of my mysterious pain was realized...
I high-fived too hard at the meth-up. High-tens too. So many spirited high-multiples-of-five!
What an intense day/night for the ol' pack! This was a special year for the South Side Sox Outing, featuring the first double-header in meth-up history, as well as Carlos Rodon's first major league start.