The seats and aisles were clean and apparently well-maintained. The bathrooms were decent. There were plenty of concession stands. Generally, I am not as much a hot dog snob as many Chicagoans, but I refused to purchase one in a stadium that had a stand for sushi and sake.
Joy did. She said it was fine. I got a hot pretzel.
Then we took pictures so that we could upload them to Facebook like giddy little children.
We had a discussion about visiting other parks. What is the etiquette of rooting or not rooting for a team on another field? On one hand, it is kinda cool to watch a game and not be emotionally invested. On the other hand, I like being emotionally invested. I also think it is only polite to root for the home team, unless the other team is actually yours. I once went to a game in Champaign - Illinois vs. Michigan. I am a Wolverine fan and the Wolverines were pounding on the Illini. I was never so quiet during a sporting event in my life.
So I rooted for the Mariners. Minus Milton Bradley. I somehow think that worked for him.
Several of us got up in the sixth inning for refreshments. OK, fine. It was cold, I didn't have my Soldier Field gear and I wanted a hot chocolate. Which I found. Graham (from Chicago) and David (from Louisiana) came back saying that there was no line for beer, but the Starbucks line was seven deep. They almost took a picture, it was so odd.
In the end, Milton Bradley, who was such a useless punk as a Cub, won the game for the Mariners. He had a good catch and a clutch throw to home plate, stopping a run from scoring. He hit a double. Then in the 8th inning, he hit a three run home run.
I wouldn't normally seek out a ball game in another city, but it was a good time and I am glad we did it.
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