Monday, June 13, 2011
Sing, Boom, Tararrel
The three boys and I took off for the Brewers game at around 4 p.m. Heck they closed the road I usually take to the ballpark but the detour was excellent and we got into the parking lot with little trouble. There was a guy selling tickets in the lot so I grabbed 4 $10 buck tickets and we were set. We even got this guy's permission to switch seats during the game. Heck, I used to sell tickets for a living and that's not permissible. Of course, we moved to some really nice seats after our dinner. Anyway, the game was terrific. It might have been the best game we had ever seen. The Mets from New York scored 5 runs in the top of the 8th to put the game away. Evidently that plan didn't work as Milwaukee answered with 4 runs in the bottom half of the inning. It was getting late so the Brew Crew won the game in exciting fashion. We came out of the ball field at around 11 and then dashed to Leon's. By this time, it was lightning and raining hard. We ate our ice cream and hit the road for home. That is until midnight struck and stinking 94 closed for the night. Luckily the boys went to sleep cause I was taking back roads and following big trucks. Got home exactly at 2 a.m.
The next trip is a day game in Milwaukee with Arizona on July 6. Hope someone can make that one or I'll take this nice group of boys again. Oh, sing, boom, tararrel? One wacky line in the Roll out the Barrel sing a long in the seventh inning.