The Chicago Cubs and My First MLB Game, Pt. 2: The Magic of Hatfield Hot Dogs!

After catching my breath and settling myself down, it was time to take a more leisurely stroll around Citizens Bank Park.

It was now about half-past six, and the game wouldn’t start for another 45 minutes, so it was a perfect time to take a gander at my surroundings; of course, most of that time was spent rubber-necking toward the field.

I knew one thing had to be accomplished, but it had to be done so in a precise manner: Acquire a Hatfield Hot Dog.

It was dollar dog night, and at some point, the right point, my hands had to be filled with beer and hot dogs as my armpits would have to shoulder the responsibility of carrying the peanuts.

In the meantime, I must have circled CBP at least five or six tim...

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