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Thanks to John H. for this wonderful story about his father and their shared love of the game. For one of my early teenage birthdays, my dad bought me tickets to see the LA Kings at the Washington Capitals. This was a nod to all the times we rushed from the dinner table to the living room to play NHL on SEGA. I was always the Kings, and he was always the Caps (and I almost always beat him). In hindsight, I understand the intended sentiment. But in the moment, all I could think about was "I get to see...

Thanks to Kevin W. for this wonderful story about his father and their shared love of the game In 1982 the Cardinals advance to the Playoffs for the first time since 1968. I was nine years old and in love with baseball. My mom worked at a bank and her boss was able to get her two tickets to the NL CS and all the World Series games that postseason. I remember listening to my parents debate whether or not they could afford it. As a nine-year-old I was dying inside, come on, this is the Cardinals and it’s the...