Exceptions to the rule

There are a few rules I live by.  Some are completely moral in nature, some religious, some ethical, and of course, there’s the law.  We all have these rules we live by, and we follow them with similar motivation.  To get through this life with as clear a conscience as possible, and to be happy in this life, and, perhaps the next.

There are exceptions though, to these rules.  Sometimes the exception is built into the various moral, ethical, or legal codes.  Sometimes, it is case by case.  Either way, all of these rules, have an exception to them.

Example.  I NEVER leave a baseball game before it is over.  This is not to say I go to every baseball game.  However, when I do go, I can’t stand the thought of leaving early.  I don’t care if it is threatening rain, gone 65 innings, or if I have work tomorrow.  I simply do not leave.

Today, I went to my third ballgame of the weekend.  Friday night, I was invited my a friend I made at the 15 inning baseball game between the Orioles and Yankees.  Yesterday, I went to the game between the Frederick Keys and Lynchburg Hillcats.  Today, I went back for the Rays-Orioles series finale

However, there are times when it may be, umm, forgivable, to depart from the ballpark before an official game has been completed.  Say, you have with you, a restless toddler who is crashing fast.   Yes, perhaps in this case, I can’t be upset at the fact that we had tomake our exit in haste after only 5 1/2 innings.

Unfortunately, the Orioles did end up losing anyway.  Home teams that I saw this weekend were 1-2, winning only on Friday night (please, no Rebecca Black song).

As I finish writing this, I’m watching game 3 of the Arizona St.-Texas Super Regional, and hearing chants of “TEXAS FIGHT!” Winner goes to the College World Series.  It is the bottom of  the 6th inning.  Hopefully, I can stay awake and not miss the end.