seriously. I am not whining that badly. I don’t need a t-shirt that says “my husband went to Vienna and all I got was….”
Instead, I spent a day running errands before heading to the Coliseum for the game. For a change I decided not to even think about the Food Truck Mafia and both ate a late lunch and packed munchies. The game was great, our section made more than enough noise for the rest of the stadium (Canadian Fans are polite – what can I say?) and Healy hit two home runs – responsible for all five of the As runs. The As pulled off a win, in spite of the closing pitcher managing to turn batters into base runners before finally getting the last out.
I forgot the baseball tonight – which explains why I ran into the Toronto couple on my way back to BART. Where were they tonight? Oh – they attempted to sit up on Deck 3 to get an overview, but nothing was accessible. The box office said the seats were, so they spent the first couple of innings getting back down and getting seated else where. Everyone was so embarrassed that they comp’d them tickets for tomorrow game.
Oh! Where can I find you?
Section 105 – or if that doesn’t work – 111.
Ok – and I explained about wanting to pass on the baseball.
I was pretty tired by the time I arrived back at North Berkeley complete with my armload of banners.*
*RF 149 usually puts up banners. We also use them to block off seats for the flag wavers. Most of the rest of the crew won’t be able to arrive till right before the 1235 start tomorrow. I can come early.
