You May Ask Yourself, How Did I Get Here?

Add this right above graduating college and sports blogging for a living to the list of things I never thought I’d be doing: Pointing and looking awesome while standing on the field at Yankee Stadium:↵

↵↵If anyone understands how undeserving I am of this great honor, it’s me. I mean, I don’t even like the Yankees. But, somehow, there I am, standing on the same field where some rather important baseball players once did. Yes, players even more important than Davey Johnson, who you can see over my right shoulder (No. 5). Surreal, indeed. ↵

↵↵So, I guess it goes without saying that we made it to New York. We had an epic first day of watching future stars hit baseballs, ogling famous people, witnessing kids lose their collective mind at the Fanfest, and various other All-Star-game-in-NYC randomness (specifically, Rick Sutcliffe enjoying cocktails at our hotel bar). There will be more on this stuff starting tomorrow morning, so please, come back and check in on us. Things should get slightly more exciting once there are, you know, actual All-Stars in town.↵

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