I put the car in park at the apartment, hurry to my apartment, strip down and put on my Indians gear. I tear out the first tickets of the year from my partial season ticket owner packet, grab my sun glasses, a sweatshirt and head out the door, with Kathryn of course. In 45 minutes we are at the field and my excitement cannot be contained.
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The Marris Minute