We caught another game for one of their last home-stands as they made their playoff push. This was TF's first game. Poppy again came, as did Aunt Katie and Uncle Zach. Unfortunately, Owen got some kind of stomach bug and threw up in our seats twice, once in the bathroom, then twice more on me as I held him in the concourse. It was a bummer for Fish (who probably really didn't care) and was one of the worst sports experiences I've had.
The pic at left was right before he threw up the first time. The cardboard food holders at right were what I used to have him vomit into. Poor guy was so tired toward the end.
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