I was born and raised a New York Yankees fan. My dad loved the “old Yankees”, the Babe, Roger Maris, Mickey Mantle. They were the good ole boys and he grew up loving them, and passed that love down to my sister and I.
I try as much as possible to make it to games when the Yanks make their way to the mid-west. So when I saw the Yankees were coming to Chicago to play the White Sox I knew I had to make the trip there.