So I checked the directions to see how far this here ballpark was from my house. According to Telenav, it’s 42 miles from my couch. By a rough estimation, that’s about $8 bucks each way.
When I was in college — which wasn’t very long ago — $15 bucks was my absolute cutoff for paying a cover charge at a club. And clubs had smokin’ hot sexy young tenders! Ain’t gonna be nothin’ tender at the Mudcats game, I feel confident saying.
But I’ll go. Mark my words, though — it’s a matter of time before somebody gets smoked for trying to snake gas out of another man’s tank. Let’s just hope I ain’t the one that gets caught.