The Monologue Is about a Baseball Game with Dad

I guess I must have been about seven or eight. I couldn't have been much younger. It was the first time my Dad took me to a real baseball game. I guess I must have seen too many innings, because I suddenly had to get up and take a walk. I wasn't sure my Dad would let me go by myself, but we were within one run of tying the game and he didn't want to miss anything. I was thrilled. When you're seven or eight walking around the stadium by yourself is a very big adventure. I was a little hurt that he wasn't more worried about me. …