My dad and I went to a weeknight game, my first ever. I'll never forget the awestruck feeling of seeing the "green" grass under the lights as we reached the top of the ramp a caught the first glimse of the field. (My experience with The Bucs up til then had been confined to at 20 inch black and white TV). My dad had a hold of my hand and I remember thinking how much I loved him for giving me this moment alone with him.
We didn't have much money, but I recall him asking me if I wanted a hot dog...cotton candy...and later, a souvenir pennant!
Later that season...the Pirates won the The World Series with that wonderful Mazeroski slam! I watched it at home on the b&w...but in my head it was all in living color!
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