As I sat behind home plate eagerly waiting for the game to follow, something happened that made my heart almost leap out of my chest. As I am typing this right now my stomach is once again churning as I recall what I witnessed just 20 feet in front of me at Miller Park. I had such a ridiculously amazing time in Milwaukee that I am genuinely upset that I am only in town for one day. For anyone who thinks that Wisconsin is a state dominated by their football team, you have never gone to a game at Miller Park.