So I checked the directions to see how far this here ballpark was from my house.  According to Telenav, it’s 42 miles from my couch.  By a rough estimation, that’s about $8 bucks each way.
When I was in college — which wasn’t very long ago — $15 bucks was my absolute cutoff for paying a cover charge at a club.  And clubs had smokin’ hot sexy young tenders!  Ain’t gonna be nothin’ tender at the Mudcats game, I feel confident saying.
But I’ll go.  Mark my words, though — it’s a matter of time before somebody gets smoked for trying to snake gas out of another man’s tank.  Let’s just hope I ain’t the one that gets caught.