Turf Memory No. 3
Here’s one of those boring generic computerized ticket stub designs. Well, it’s boring except for those two magic words.
Let’s see… As I recall, I spent that weekend in Cincinnati with friends, and had my camera along. By the time we got to this Sunday afternoon game, I only had a few pictures left, so I wasn’t really thinking about taking pictures during the game. Then I snapped off a few toward the end just to finish the roll. It was one of those games that just seemed to blend in with all the others…
Dibble pitched. Reds won. Ball thrown. Seats…
Well there you go.

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