Some days were better than others for watching 

Minor League Baseball

. The best were those when the rest of the city had spent their entire day working while he had spent it trying to kill time. 

To him killing time was a full time job that left him more tired than days when he worked. So when he showed up to the field, everybody else pumped up to drink beer and eat hot dogs while cheering on the local team, he felt at home.

This was a good feeling for him. It's what brought him to the field, because honestly he didn't actually care about baseball in the least. Though he was beginning to learn more about how the sport worked. And hell, maybe did find himself feeling a little more interested in a specific outcome based on a certain circumstance.

Well maybe he was becoming a 

baseball

 fan after all.