Tues night a friend of mine snagged 4 tickets to the A's game, for the next day, a Wed afternoon. Him and his wife picked up my mom and I, and in the middle of the day with nothing else to do, went to a baseball game. No work, no traffic, lots of sun, and 12 to 1 by the second inning. Go A's. I bought the first beer, my mom bought the second. She also bought 2 hotdogs. This is interesting for one because you will rarely see either of us eating such things from the ball park, and two because just the day before we were talking about how hotdogs are really pretty unappealing, but sometimes you just need to have one. We also both agreed however that we really only like to have them at baseball games. It was dollar day at the part which meant the dog's were only a buck, how could you not have one? or two, or three?
The seats were great. First section, right behind third plate, and first row. No one sat behind us. No annoying drunks, im assuming because it was only one in the afternoon. Although sometimes that doesn't seem to stop some sports fans.
That night I headed into the city and saw the one and only (well, 6th of seven) Harry Potter. Sure I was a week late from the premier, but the theatre was still packed.
Thursday after work I headed down to San Jose for the women's professional soccer game. LA vs Bay Area. A friend I play soccer with volunteers for the Pride so I got to do a bunch of things normally unavailable. Like, watch the game from up above in the press box and from on the field behind the players' bench. That was actually pretty sweet. I love soccer. They needed some extra help so I sat my little booty at will call and handed out gobs of tickets. Everyone was in good spirits. It was nice. It's amazing how much work and how much of a team is takes to pull off just one game. From the announcer to the half time event, to the autograph signing at the end. It really is a big event.
Happy Monday!