Got to the Park around 12:15. Missus humored me and accompanied me to the Loft. Bought a beer and headed to the sunshine on the overhangs below. The Loft was damned near empty. Missus stayed in the shade. Put my beer down on the ledge/counter. It was a beautiful, sunny early September day. The blue sky was clear and as usual, there was a breeze. The grounds crew was watering the infield. It was a Zen like moment. I knew then that we'd clinch. Closed my eyes and the PA put out this tune: