Reasons I love going to baseball games in Tucson:
$4 beers are worth it when you are sitting outside on a perfect spring night.
Eating copious amounts of junk food is condoned as normal.
Listening to the conversations of strangers sitting around you and jumping in on them is not rude, it's inevitable.
Screaming, flailing your limbs and hurling insults is all par for the course.
The possibility of getting socked in the noggin by a foul ball at any time makes waiting in concession lines exciting.
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