A few days later we drove to Philadelphia and parked the car and made our way past a memorial to the old Philadelphia (then Kansas City, then Oakland) Athletics and their venerable leader, Mr. Baseball -- Connie Mack before making our way into the ball park where the scoreboard was lit up and Ben and Suzanne were enjoying the game even as Suzanne made her way to the refreshment stand to add ketchup to her hot dog and mustard to her pretzel so that they could eat in happiness even as I had peanuts (but no cracker jack) and we watched the grounds crew prepare the field as the Philly Phanatic appeared and the umpires set the ground rules so that the scoreboard could announce batters who took their swings as the game played on and sadly our Buccos lost their last exhibition game of the season.