It was June 25. And my friends and I had recently graduated high school at Southgate Anderson High School in suburban Detroit.
This was the second full season that Major League Baseball had implemented interleague play.
While I was always excited to attend a Tiger game, watching my home team play the Cubs made for an even more fun night.
Five summers before, my father took me to my first Cubs game at Wrigley Field. I watched in horror as Orlando Merced of the Pittsburgh Pirates smacked a game-winning, two-run home run off Shawn Boskie.
While disappointed, I found solace in pictures of our drive to the Field of Dreams in Dyersville, Iowa, prior to our journey to Wrigley.
Back to 1998, with very little money and no ballgames to play on our schedules, we piled into my friends beat-up Chevy sedan and hit I-75 northward ...
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