My sweetheart and I went to the Yankees game last night. He bought me a pink foam finger (I always wanted one) and a baseball keychain with our picture in it. SO CUTE! We had beers, cheesy garlic fries, and steak sandwiches. We yelled, we cursed, we clapped, we took pictures everytime A-Rod took a swing.
Alas, we didn't witness homerun #600. It happend today, at the very next game.
The Yankees lost, but that didn't matter. I still got to leave with my big pink foam finger.