On Sunday, Mr. Owl and I got to go to the Rainiers’ game with my work (well, we were the only two that were available to go other than my dad, and he didn’t want to go alone!) It was SO much fun… even though we lost. Whatever. I love going to baseball or football games; I think it stems from growing up with three brothers who all played both sports, and going to home games in our small town, and rooting for them, goofing off in the bleachers with my friends, buying candy we didn’t need with what little money we could scrounge up… Ah, memories.   This game was…