Dear Pop...

thank you for introducing me to wonderful tradition that is dodgers baseball when i was still in mom's belly - i'm surprised i didn't come out singing "i love la."

thank you for purchasing season tickets my entire life and bringing me to at least a dozen games a season for as long as i can remember.

thank you for teaching me how to use a scorecard.

thank you for holding on to me as i nearly fell over the rail as a little girl - even though it meant sacrificing a once in a lifetime chance to catch a fly ball.

thank you for teaching me proper sports lingo so that i don't sound like a "girl" - it's 3-nothing or 3-zip but never 3 to zero!

thank you for making sure i was there to see one of the most memorable moments in baseball history - kirk gibson's game winning home run in the 1988 world series.

thank you for showing me that there's no better place to spend a summer day/night than dodger stadium.

and

thank you for not giving my husband TOO hard a time for being a cubs fan!