The thought of going to a baseball game, any baseball game, sat surprisingly well with him, he found, and he nodded. "Sounds good," he said, and then, with the news of the Cyclones, his brows rose. "...Named after the roller coaster." He knew. He remembered... midways and rides and games, wandering around with a girl on his arm--

"I could cheer for them." He was certain of it. That was a team that had suddenly found its way into what was left of his heart.