Every month, the San Diego senior missionaries get together for an activity of some sort. This month, it was a baseball game at Petco Park between the Padres and the Rockies. It was a beautiful evening for a game:
Twenty of us had tickets together, and we all sported our name tags:
Given my Colorado roots, I felt obligated to cheer for the Rockies. So when they scored the first run of the game with a solo homer, I whooped and hollered. The rest of my section– including the other missionaries– soundly booed. Whether they were booing me or the Rockies was hard to tell. Another home run by the Rockies a couple innings later led me to cheer loudly again (and led them to boo).
In the end, the Padres walked away with a 3-2 victory. Even though “my” team lost, it was a great time.