Just bought tickets for the Braves/Royals series Apr 17th

Braves games remind me of eating wings and drinking beer at the original (and still standing) Loco's on Baxter. Nothing better to do, hey, the damn braves are playing, I'm hungry, let's eat some beer and drink some wings, etc. Drunk, take the scenic walk to the car around Brumby, make lude gestures, maybe get lucky. The good old days, when predator drones weren't watching your every move, laws weren't in effect to charge you with a crime you hadn't yet ( but were likely to) commit(ted).

The 1990's, when the damn Braves were relevant, and you could rape a girl on the tennis courts without a whole lot of attention.