Between the Pitches

At Wrigley with My Daughter

In 2014, during my Baseball Buddha Tour, I stopped in Chicago for a Sunday game at Wrigley (not even sure it was a Sunday, felt like a Sunday). My daughter, who was in college then, came down from Milwaukee to meet me. She’s always been a girly girl, and I mean that in the best way. Stylish, smart, full of joy.

“Yeah sports, go team!” she would say with…