Anywho, I was able to sneak back to Dallas on a Thursday afternoon flight as my girl and I had tickets to the Rangers doubleheader against the pAthletics on Friday. Let's play two! I was super-jazzed. I was concerned about my gal pal lasting the whole event, though. I talked to me hermano about this, although he wasn't much help. He kept putting little chat icons up like monkey's, poo and robots while we were chatting. * Side note, I don't ask him for much advice as he normally reverts to monkey's, poo and robots, but he's a season-ticket holder along with his wife in D.C. and I thought that he might be able to get us through the event. Maybe suggesting orange slices and Gatorade or something. Sigh.* So the old lady and I got ready Friday morning - hearty breakfast, sunscreen, over-the-shoulder cooler bag, whoopee - and headed off to the Temple (not the town in Texas I referenced earlier, but the place where magic happens, cause fucking nothing happens in Temple, TX).
You know what??? The First Place Texas Rangers swept the doubleheader, my girl stayed awake and attentive the whole time, and we didn't have to see this.
I forgot how great an entire day at the ballpark can be. So your team goes down by one run in the second inning, there's 16 more, not counting free baseball (extra innings)! After so much traveling as of late, time away from my kick-ass dogs and girl, long days at work and nights in the hotel, it was a much needed mini vacation, even if I did have to be back at the airport at 8:30 Saturday morning. Super Nachos were inhaled, Bratwursts were ingested, beer was flowing like rain from Pacman (too dated???). I was refreshed (more on that later).
No, the First Place Texas Rangers are not looking perfect heading into June (post tomorrow, I hope, about nuts and bolts) but I am as happy as a fan can be in this town right now, and this was just what The Doctor, wait, not that one, the doctor ordered. And if you ever need a quick pick-me-up Shasta makes an 8 oz can of Ginger Ale that refreshes and hydrates in about 3.2 seconds.
No chance soda refreshes and hydrates.
ReplyDeleteI got a lady friend that loves baseball, so I can't help you out about one that doesn't.
ReplyDeleteThere hasn't been a true doubleheader here @ NATSTOWN! in the last two years, so I can't help you out there, either.
What I can help you out with is toughening up that glass center fielder of yours. If that fucker leaves the lineup for injury again, I'm gonna kill him. Injury problem solved, just like that.
Sir, I told you a while back that plans are brewing to have him move to Right Field. The guy knows no other way to play baseball than all-out. Unfortunately, he has not been too kind to his body and it shows some wear and tear.
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