
I might have said it before, but I'll say it again.
To me, a perfect day includes a baseball game. I swear, I could watch baseball all day long if it was socially acceptable.
An especially excellent form of baseball is when my little brother Tom plays. When I go to his games, I go into straight up soccer mom mode. I swear, the parents get slightly concerned because the noise level doubles when I'm in attendance. I yell so much and so loud, it's embarrassing.
The worst is when the parents from the other team say anything even mildly negative about our team. I swear, I suddenly turn into the protective mother bear and just yell back at every comment they make. I'll be honest, I don't make many friends at these games.
Of course, when our team makes a good play or gets a run or strikes someone out or anything, I'm just as loud and obnoxious, and I throw more than 1 or 2 "BOOYAH!"'s in their direction.
On multiple occasions, my mother has told me to settle down and stop being so loud.
I fear for any athletic event my children participate in.
[caption id="attachment_1007" align="aligncenter" width="640" caption="I love a good lead-off."]

[caption id="attachment_1008" align="aligncenter" width="640" caption="There is no point in even attempting to throw out my brother when he steals...you'll never get him."]

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Loud and obnoxious...you???
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