April 6, 2016

Opening Night for the Marlins last night, and it was a wild one already. They lost in 11, but man, did they fight, and you know what? I’ll take that. Show me that fight all season. (And please show me the same manager all season too, but that’s a whole other blog.) The best part? My 9 year old son staying up to watch the whole thing with me. We were hoarse by the end, and I didn’t have to say a word to him about fighting hard and never giving up, even when shit looks bad, even when you end up losing one. Thanks, Fish. Get ’em tonight!

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