Recently I bought baseball tickets on the internet for an away game type vacation I am taking in June. This organization sells their tickets through Ticketmaster unless you walk up to the window and buy them. WHAT.

This was a bit of a problem for me. On the one hand, Ticketmaster is disgusting. You know what I mean because you hate them as much as I do. And I'm pretty sure I swore I'd never use their service again.

On the other hand, I have already booked my whole trip. I suppose I could have waited until the day of the game to buy tickets or made some other weird Internet Personals type arrangement.

I bought the tickets. It was painful and degrading. There must be some kind of penance? It bothers me a great deal.

Anyway, gangstas, let's check out some more snapshots. The first one is possibly opening day at McCoy, 2007. The second one was a failed attempt at massive two-age.

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