Tonight, I was planning on a night at home of relative boredom and perhaps a viewing of the Apprentice, but my friend Joseph called me and offered an extra ticket to a Nashville Sounds game. Since I have been in Nashville for more than ten months now and still not successfully been to a Sounds game, I thought I'd give it a go.
As it turned out, it was $1 beer night so that made it all the more exciting once I was in the gates. However, the unseasonable cold, threatening rain and poor play by the Sounds certainly put a damper on the game. That didn't stop me from enjoying a few beers, a ballpark hotdog and some roasted peanuts. Fifty-five degrees on April 28 is just too darn cold for the South. Like I said, the Sounds didn't play so hot, giving up five runs in the first inning, but it was certainly nice to get out to a ballpark again. I'll definitely have to take more advantage of the minor league club here in town. It beats sitting around in my apartment watching the idiot box.
Chuck Norris doesn't sleep
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