Ghoulish Delight |
06-13-2012 11:47 PM |
So like any good Dodger fan I rolled into the ballpark in the 3rd. Seats were way out in the bleachers, so stopped for some food between the entrance gate, dawdled along the way, didn't get to the seats until close to the end of the 4th.
The one key detail...I'm in the bay area for work this week and this wasn't Dodger Stadium, this was AT&T Park.
First thing I noticed was that I felt surprisingly uneasy surrounded by that much orange and black (I thought better of wearing my blues). The second thing I noticed was that people seemed to be cheering too enthusiastically for some relatively routine plays. Sure, there were a lot of K's, but so?
It wasn't until the 7th inning that something prompted me to think, "Hmm, I haven't seen a line score," and crane my neck to see the big screen. I could just make out the Astro's line, with a lot of 0's, and noted that the #3 batter just made the 3rd out....HOLYSH*T!!
So that happened. As much as I'm a Dodger fan, I'm a baseball fan, so despite the rivalry I'm delirious that I got to witness that. On a total whim no less. Though I can't say it doesn't sting a little that my first perfect game (first no hitter even) was a Giant.
But man, that was something else.
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