Friday, April 14, 2006
April 14, 2006: Mets vs. Brewers
I [heart] our seats. In fact, I like them more than LA & M’s loge seats, because we are straight up from third base, even if we are one more level up. There was an elderly couple in the seats next to me, keeping score, and they had binoculars. I know I have a pair somewhere, which would seem to be welcome equipment on a weekly basis.
The highlight of the rain delay was watching Mets Weekly reruns on Diamondvision, so I could see Wright and Floyd on MTV’s Total Request Live (something which, had I known about in advance, would have had *somebody* TiVO). Highest of high comedy.
Tonight I finally got to meet my compatriots for the rest of the year. The row behind us is a lot of very smart, very fanatic, very funny people, who know a fucking LOT about baseball. There was the token Yankees fan in full regalia in the front row of the section, and a random single guy in between us who felt the need to yell, “YANKEES SUCK!” about every 7 minutes - which would of course cause the MFY fan to get up and posture, various insults be yelled back and forth, and then the whole cycle would begin again in another 10 minutes: “IN CASE YOU FORGOT: YANKEES SUCK!” Again, highest of high comedy.
Yeah, we took the Marlins, 9-3.
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