They are wrong! Warsaw can obviously only support one date. So they head to Wrigley Field and have it all to themselves, which, admittedly, is pretty dope. At Wrigley they take a little BP (JoJo actually gets ahold of one on a dead pull and cranks it out to left), run the bases, and shoot steroids into their butts at Sammy Sosa's locker. After that, they lie in the outfield and talk about how she's nervous, and shouldn't bold back, and all that leads JoJo to determine that something huge has changed in their relationship.
At this point, JoJo is another lock for a rose. Which is weird because WE STILL KNOW NOTHING ABOUT JOJO AT ALL. Nothing. Most of these girls get boiled down to a lone defining characteristic -- twin, mom, virgin, Asian, over-drinker, alien lizardperson -- and so far, JoJo doesn't even have that. We know she lives in Dallas, although I can't remember her saying a thing about Texas or even seeming like she's from there. We also know she's in commercial real estate, but Ben has never once asked her about net absorption, REITs, or even sale-leasebacks. We know she's pretty but not whether she waltzed right into that plastic surgeon's office and said "give me the kinda-Michelle Rodriguez", or if that's all natural. And we might never. I feel like the bulk of the character development on this season was spent on girls who aren't even around anymore, leaving us with nothing more than an incredibly boring blob of woman-ness remaining. Which is all Ben could ever ask for.