When you have a friend whose last name is Storm and you have the chance to watch a team called Lake Elsinore Storm, it’s a requirement to attend a game with him. Lake Elsinore is about 90 minutes south of downtown Los Angeles, where we were staying for our conference. So on Saturday afternoon we headed out to help my friend accomplish the goal of seeing the Storm play. After exploring a bit of the town, we arrived at the ballpark a bit before gates opened. So after parking the car and heading toward the main gate, we had to wait in line as a crowd was already waiting in…