September 27, 2005

• Take me out to the ballgame, take me out of the country!

  Today at work was boring. I had one person call me up saying: "My
  computer won't turn on...", "Did you try turning on the power button?
  Did you  check all the plugs? You did? Be right down" Checked over
  the above mentioned things, turned on the power bar off and on and
  viola/eureka! It worked... Much to her shock and flabergastedness...

  So I spent the rest of the day fixing what occasionally needed to be
  fixed and watching the first 2 seasons of Justice League on my external
  harddrive... I didn't feel like playing WoW because of the way my desk
  is situated and the fact that anyone can walk in and I know my system
  at work can't handle a 'quick' alt+tab.

  But, I knew today was going to be a good day because I had a Tiger game
  to go to. I haven't been to one since Company #2 or 3, gave me tickets
  (you'll have to read back a bit). So I went with my friend Todd (who's
  company provides the tickets and can't seem to get rid of them, because
  they are the Tigers).

  Took the Tunnel bus over and in the process had fun listening to three
  chicago fans yammer on about the White Sox, the fact that they think
  Detroit is a cest-pool and that Canada is much cleaner and better,
  cheaper alcohol... etc etc...

  Arrived and went through customs unscathed, although I was tempted to
  answer if they asked where I was going: "Jihad... and a Tiger Game"
  just kidding. I don't think I'd like to be introduced to the Americans
  Cavity search team, plus I'd be late for the game.

  If you haven't been to Comerica Park, visit it once, you won't have a
  bad seat in the house. It's no Tiger Stadium, no that was a true
  ballpark and everyone has fond memories of it. No Comerica Park is a
  newer park that is Pitcher friendly sometimes and hitter friendly other
  times. www.detroittigers.com

  We sat on the first base side in great seats about 27 rows on the third
  base side (diagonal left) from the catcher. Behind us, sat 6 teenagers
  or early twenties that said everytime or in general:

  "I bet you a dollar, Gullien won't get a homerun"
  "I bet you a quarter, this person won't get a hit"
  "I bet you a penny, the White Sox will lose" "So I get a penny if they win and you a penny if they lose"
  "...., strikes out"
  "...., bunts"
  etc, etc, etc

  It was only quiet when they all left for one inning to do who knows
  what and I turned to the guy behind me and said: "I don't know if they
  are more interested in baseball or betting"

  Then they started talking about them touching each other, etc... then a
  comment was made that the fans were booing because this person was an
  ass and that they would kill him... (I don't know I was watching the
  game) and I turned around and said, "I'll take this pencil and gladly
  help out, starting with you, and then you and then you... because I'm
  bored..."

  Tigers did well for a team that is 71-86. This will be Alan Trammel's
  last year for sure. Great player. I loved him as a player, but not many
  players have that coaching gene/knowledge... He's no Sparky Anderson,
  that's for sure.

  Tigers had 2 Homers to Left Field, both single shots and some nice
  singles and RBI's from other players. Nate Robertson got the much
  deserved win and received a standing ovation once he was taken off the
  mound in the top half of the 6th inning. We had a bit of a scare when
  they brought on the hard and fast throwing Rodney... Guy throws 93+ MPH
  heat, curve etc, but no accuracy whatsoever... The first 5 pitches were
  balls... and the crowd cheered loudly once he got a strike and then
  cheered again when he got another strike.... He eventually loaded the
  bases and got a force out at second base and the game was finally over.

  It had been too long since I had been there and I missed the smell of
  the grass. The taste of the Tiger hotdogs. The yelling of the vendors
  up and down the aisleways. Ah, the magic that is baseball.

  Vx Out.

  • 11:35 pm
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