Some days, the posts just write themselves...
Husband scored some tickets* right behind home plate for this evening's game for our local (but pretty famous, thanks to the enthusiasm of a TV character named Clinger) baseball team.
Gabriel: CRACKER! You're wrong!! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
* Even though the friend who offered the tickets had a ticket for me, I didn't feel well enough to go. On the bright side, I am wearing pants today, so, that's a bonus.