There’s little in life I enjoy more than a day at the ballpark, especially when I can spend that time with my family. Beyond the game itself, I relish the immersive experience of being there and taking in all the little sights and sounds woven into baseball’s tapestry. And while Wrigley Field is at the pinnacle for me, it’s hard to beat the simple pleasures of a minor-league setting.
The parks, crowds, and prices are smaller, allowing you to be a little more closer and maybe to enjoy the game — again, more the Platonic ideal of it rather than the actual contest on the field — in a different sense.