I started loving sports before I can rightly remember. My dad famously took me to my first Blue Jays game when I was just three and a half years old — he tells it as Clemens vs Stieb in 1989, the year that the SkyDome opened in Toronto — though a quick Baseball Reference search reveals that those two titans never actually faced one another that season.
I do remember it vividly though, and not just because I still have the souvenir bat.
I remember wandering around the concourse. I remember being gifted a plush Domer, the new stadium mascot with the wildly unfortunate name.