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In reward for his bravery during his visit with the doctor’s needles, The Ben took a car ride up to Milwaukee with his parents and his uncle Mike [the Mife’s godfather] to watch the Chicago Cubbies take it to the Brewers in their semi-annual ‘Game by the Bratwurst’. Unfortunately the Brewers were giving a whole lot more than they were taking in this lopsided 9-4 loss for the northsiders. Our seats were fantastic but The Ben’s were even better. Just a simple baby yelp: “Hey - Boob Here!” and the refreshments were flowing. Anna deserves a ton of kudos for managing to feed the little dude in such cramped quarters. And we all deserve credit for providing that crap hole of a state with some much-needed Illinois income.

Actually, the stadium is one of the better places to see a game, and I think I could infer that The Ben also enjoyed his stay. He definitely tried to join the ear-splitting chorus of fans during the Brewers 8-run second inning, though the fans were merrily cheering and The Ben was worriedly wailing. So, his first brush with rabid fandom was a little rough, but by the end of the debacle The Ben was at ease with the shouting of ten-thousand cheese-heads and well indoctrinated to the lovable losing concept that is Chicago Cubs baseball.

Next up? The Yankees visit Comiskey in August.