Went down to St. Louis in April and took my dad to a Cards/Reds game, but hadn't seen one in a while prior to that. Took a foul ball off my hand in that one...so close.
All in all, though, nothing beats the good ol' days.
We actually got to run the bases once after a Reds game. That was way cool, especially sliding into 2nd, 3rd, and homeplate.