I love baseball.
Being at a baseball game is more than just being at a game. It is an experience.
As you walk into the Coors Field ballpark and make your way to your section, your nose is greeted by all sorts of food smells: hamburgers and popcorn, beer and onions, pizza and, of course, all sorts of hotdogs. By the time you pass all the food booths, it doesn’t matter if you had just eaten, your mouth is watering.
As you enter the ballpark and make your way to your seat, you get your very first look at that manicured…