Tuesday night we went to the Sox game thanks to my former boss (not the evil one) who is now Joe’s boss’ boss. They were premium box seats just left of home plate, so we had a good view (although personally I prefer sitting by the outfield, believe it or not).
I don’t normally like going out on work nights because I value my sleep, but I was more than happy to make an exception for the evening as we had just been discussing the desire to see a Sox game this year. Plus a few days ago I was finally able to convince Joe to buy a Sox jersey he had been eyeing at Target during our last couple of trips and he bought a new Sox baseball cap from Walmart.
Besides, what could be better than free tickets? Sure, parking was outrageous ($17), and we spent over $20 just on two hot dogs, an order of not-very-tasty nachos and one beer, but that’s still a deal to see the better of the two Chicago baseball teams. Yea, I said it. What are you going to do about it?
And of course because we were there, they won!
Now, the bad news. The event wasn’t nearly as enjoyable as I was anticipating because a) it was quite chilly out (just like our Cubs game last year), b) I couldn’t seem to get too many decent shots with my camera due to the net in the way, and c) there were too many little kids in our area. Joe had one next to him that couldn’t sit still for two seconds, and I had one behind me that kicked the back of my seat the entire game. She also burst out in tears and started wailing a few times. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for sharing the baseball tradition with your family, but not when your kid is under the age of five. They aren’t having a good time, and neither are the people sitting near them. Deal with the fact that you’re a parent now and you shouldn’t be dragging your kid to every event you attend.
Since I was growing increasingly miserable due to my frozen toes and the aforementioned children, we left after the sixth inning. We listened to the game on the drive home and it ended about five minutes before we pulled into the driveway. Neither team scored any additional runs from the time we left, so I didn’t feel so bad leaving so early. I had been really excited to go and it seemed like a huge disappointment after the fact.