I'd like to speak now to readers who might have young children not sure whether they want to take their kids to a night game on Sunday. First of all, I am in no way judging anybody or telling you how to raise your kids. My perspective may change if I have children one day. All I want to do is tell you a story.
Back when I was in fourth grade, my grandfather got tickets for a big baseball game. My parents wouldn't let me go because it was a schoolnight. You know what I remember from that next day at school? It's not any lesson from class. It's being angry that I missed a great game.
Here's my point. School is important. Nothing makes me prouder than my college degree. I'm currently saving as much money as I can to pay for graduate school in the future. Some memories are really valuable, though. I can guarantee you your child will treasure being at the last game at the old stadium in the Meadowlands trying to watch the Jets clinch a Playoff spot in Rex Ryan and Mark Sanchez's first year for the rest of his or her life.
If you're debating whether you're going to take your child, I say do it (Make sure you bundle them up, though. That stadium is brutal on cold nights).