Take Me Out to the Ballgame
Or, The Making of a Wave
Or, Waiting till the Drunk Guy Drops his Beer
A Saturday at the ballpark. Sunny, 65, a bit of a breeze. Perfect, right? Well, as far as that goes, it was. The seating in Yankee Stadium is really steep, and we were sitting in the middle of the row, so we had to climb past people and I almost fell off, twice, not being willing to grab onto any of the guys we were going past in order to catch myself. The game was good, although it took a while for the Yankees to catch up, and in that time, we had to listen to the very out-numbered Orioles fans make rude comments. And we got to watch them spend over $30 each on beer and almost spill it on various people as they tried to start the wave, unsuccessfully until they spread out to various places in the stadium and gained support. Then the Yankees started winning and they quieted down a little, resorting to using only one finger to "cheer". In the meantime, M and I spent $9.75 on a giant pretzel and a helmet of ice cream.
It was the ride back that was the bad part. It took more than half and hour to get out of our parking space and three blocks down the road, with numerous stops and starts that made me bus-sick. Not to mention having to listen to the drunken singing from the back and trying to ignore the couple sitting across from me that couldn't keep their hands...and mouths...off each other. I couldn't fall asleep because I couldn't get comfortable, and there was traffic, and it took forever. But that is all over now, so it is okay.
When we got back, we walked to Giant to get sandwich ingredients, which was completely uneventful. And now we are sitting in my room watching Office Space and eating sandwiches. Not bad for a Saturday around here...
Or, Waiting till the Drunk Guy Drops his Beer
A Saturday at the ballpark. Sunny, 65, a bit of a breeze. Perfect, right? Well, as far as that goes, it was. The seating in Yankee Stadium is really steep, and we were sitting in the middle of the row, so we had to climb past people and I almost fell off, twice, not being willing to grab onto any of the guys we were going past in order to catch myself. The game was good, although it took a while for the Yankees to catch up, and in that time, we had to listen to the very out-numbered Orioles fans make rude comments. And we got to watch them spend over $30 each on beer and almost spill it on various people as they tried to start the wave, unsuccessfully until they spread out to various places in the stadium and gained support. Then the Yankees started winning and they quieted down a little, resorting to using only one finger to "cheer". In the meantime, M and I spent $9.75 on a giant pretzel and a helmet of ice cream.
It was the ride back that was the bad part. It took more than half and hour to get out of our parking space and three blocks down the road, with numerous stops and starts that made me bus-sick. Not to mention having to listen to the drunken singing from the back and trying to ignore the couple sitting across from me that couldn't keep their hands...and mouths...off each other. I couldn't fall asleep because I couldn't get comfortable, and there was traffic, and it took forever. But that is all over now, so it is okay.
When we got back, we walked to Giant to get sandwich ingredients, which was completely uneventful. And now we are sitting in my room watching Office Space and eating sandwiches. Not bad for a Saturday around here...
posted by Elizabeth at
9:41 PM
1 Comments:
Wouldn't it be sad if you, who didn't even drink a beer, doesn't even like beer, were the only one to get sick on the bus? Actually, I guess its better that the beer drinkers didn't get sick...because that would be terrible for all of you!
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