First Giants memory: Grandpa took my little sister and I to the 'Stick, bundled to the nines in the middle of summer, for a day game filled with hot chocolate and more orange and black spirit than I had ever seen outside of Halloween. Been a tortured fan ever since! Grandpa would have loved seeing his beloved G-men win the World Series. It's lonely being a Giants fan so close to Bums territory, but I do what I can! Go Giants!