The White Sox game, to be specific.
I don't step foot in Wrigley Field. Those people don't even know there's a baseball game going on. You couldn't pay me enough to go there.....guess it's another topic for another day.
And, we are pre-partying at the batting practice party thing.
There will be beer, oh yes, there will be beer.
And since this is Chicago....
A long sleeved shirt
A tee shirt
A Sox fleece
A hooded fleece lined jacket
Wool knee socks
Chicago has skipped spring and summer and jumped right to fall.
Needless to say, I'll be off work and off line tomorrow, as I'm going with a bunch of bartenders who have warned me to not even bother trying to keep up.
I call this a challenge....