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My grandfather loved to be out on the lake as early as possible, line cast and beer in hand in time to see the sunrise."Well, then, that's a pretty cool tradition," I offered."Maybe this fall we can go down to Denver and catch a game." She didn't reply for a minute or two. "I understand if that's something you want to keep to yourself." "No," she said finally. I think watching football with you would be awesome." "As long as they're not playing the Cowboys," I said.I had one missed call – apparently, Kelly was up early. "Well, there's an urban legend about cell phones triggering static electricity and blowing up gas tanks," I replied. I thought I might have heard some light sobbing in there as well, but I wasn't going to push her. Part of me wanted to apologize, but I wasn't sure that would be appropriate."And really, not sure what the 300-pound trucker using the urinal right next to me would have thought if I'd whipped out my cell mid-stream." "Maybe he'd want a little piece of you, too, huh? "So, I have a question," she said, finally deciding to break the silence. Kelly knew I didn't know, and didn't mean anything personal with my jab.
First pitch was at 4 p.m., and I wanted to get there in time to tailgate with him for a little while prior to the game.