Everything in Its Right Place
Tuesday, April 1, 2008by Geoff Young
I couldn't sit still on Monday. I can't sit still a lot of the time, but on Opening Day it's always worse. My nervous tics develop nervous tics.
I arrived downtown just after 4 p.m., wearing my Chris Young jersey, and toting my digital camera and scorebook. Mrs. Ducksnorts and I wandered over to one of the many fine establishments within walking distance of Petco Park, where we snacked on finger foods and quaffed Belhaven Scotch Scottish Ale on tap at $3.50 per pint.
I thought about the folks who are outraged at being charged more than twice as much for domestic swill at the ballpark. After brief consideration, I decided that "continuing ...
