A kid once told me that he and his father would sit in the car on late Shabbos afternoon waiting for the zman (42?) to turn on the ignition and head to the stadium so they wouldn’t miss more of the game than they had to.
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A kid once told me that he and his father would sit in the car on late Shabbos afternoon waiting for the zman (42?) to turn on the ignition and head to the stadium so they wouldn’t miss more of the game than they had to.