The first exposure I had to baseball was as a young girl. My dad took me and my younger sister to see the New York Yankees play in the "old" Yankees stadium. He had grown up as a Yankees fan and had attended many games with his father, my grandpa. Since I don't have any brothers, my dad was passing on the tradition of baseball to both of his girls. I still remember how great the hot dogs were and how my dad spent the entire game answering his little girls' questions. It inspired a lifelong love of baseball in me and I will always remember this first game with my dad.