June 24th was a good day for a ballgame. Perfect weather in San Francisco (you really never know how that’s going to go), a nice train ride up there, hotdogs, peanuts, and good seats.
Oh, and cotton candy, too.
The boys thought the between-inning raking of the infield was funny. I forget what they called it but it was something having to do with a Zamboni.
It was also bobblehead night, which kept everyone entertained for a few minutes on the ride home.
