I took my son to a Padre game for his 5th birthday.The plan was to get down to park around 4:30, watch some bp have a hotdog, be home before the 3rd inning maybe a little longer if he was still going strong.
After arriving at the park we ran around chasing foul balls and hrs from bp, had a bite to eat. and found our seats, front row 3rd base line. Game starts and he sits through the first 9 innings no problem, with the usual breaks for cotton candy, ice cream another dog and some Padre gear. Have some fun with the mascot and snag a foul ball in the 7th.
The game goes into extra innings and he's still going strong. It's 11:00 pm. The game finally ends in the 11th. We sit, the lights are going down and we sit, The usher comes over and says it's time to leave.
He looks at me with his eyes wellin up and starts to cry in disbelief. IT'S OVER.