But I digress. Lenore, my dad and I took a road trip to Rockford to check out a team that wasn't the Bandits, the Rockford Thunder. We had to do this without the Rockford Grrrlz, Addi and the Wife, because they totally blew us off. Not really. :)

Like the Bandits, the Thunder has a nice new ballfield, however they do not offer Dairy Queen as a game-time concession, so that's a bit of a drawback. (It's all about the snacks!) On the plus side, they do sell beer and margaritas, which is not available at Bandits home games, since their field is located on a Baptist college campus. I wonder if they got in trouble for having those between-inning dance contests. Hmmm. Anyway, Lenore got to have a brief pre-game chat with the Thunder's pitcher in the ladies room (would that happen in men's pro sports? I think not.) and developed a subsequent girl crush. WhatEVER. Catchers are way hotter.


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I wanted a ball pitched by a gold medaled Olympian. It was NOT a crush. See I talk to everyone and now I can say I talked to an Olympian as she fixed her hair.
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