My son and I got to spend Games 162 and 163 watching the Rox make the playoffs. That game happened on my 44th birthday.  I still have the scorecard.  In my memory, the moment Holliday slid across the plate, the stadium was silent, then EXPLODED when the ump signaled safe!
I lost my son to suicide and I'm not sure when I'll be ready to see a game in person again.  Bittersweet memories.