The forecast for today was for 84 degrees and humid. I dressed accordingly for the game in shorts and a polo shirt. The game time temperature at Wrigley Field:
Fifty-seven degrees! With a cold wind blowing in.
I made it through the whole game in better shape than the Cubs did. This despite the four kids in the row behind me who kept calling for the beer vendor, throwing pistachios, and kicking the seats. No adult in sight either, although they did stop kicking the seat when I asked them to stop.
The White Sox beat the Cubs 2-1.
And I have seldom been so happy to get home after a game. Or even to my car, where I turned the heater up to 80 degrees.
Because I wanted to go somewhere today where I was appropriately dressed.