I was six. She was 26. I was a chubby, dishwater-blonde tomboy. She was a lithe, brunette model. I wore football jerseys. She wore patchouli. The only thing we shared in common was a love for her boyfriend -- my dad.
We live in the United States of America, a country known for its second chances. It's time we give Pete Rose his second chance for all the memories he gave us. Twenty-five years is long enough. Bud Selig needs to do the right thing, step up to the plate and remove the ban.
How is a "mancation" different than a bachelor party? These trips are about finding the time to bond with all of your buddies in a new place or with a new activity -- not celebrating one man's last night of singledom. But similar to organizing a bachelor party, planning a mancation takes work.