Friday, April 06, 2007
"Take me out to the ball game, Take me out with the crowd. Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack, I don't care if I never get back, Let me root, root, root for the Rangers, If they don't win it's a shame. For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out, At the old ball game."
Well, give it up for the home opener, where my Texas Rangers beat the Boston Red Sox, 2-0.
It was great going to the game, but it was cold. Really cold. And windy. Although 56 degrees doesn't sound bad, it is, when you are sitting under an overhang in a wind tunnel.
They unfurled this really big Texas flag in the catcher's eye (CORREX, make that batter's eye, g#$%^&^%, sorry!) in center field and it looked just awesome. I am so glad our state flag is cool looking.
Even better, it was great to go to The Ballpark in Arlington without a stinking sponsor name attached to it.
Highlights: Being with the ones who brung me...Sarah, her brother Steve, his wife Cendy, Daddy Ray, and Sarah's friend Melissa. Opening day isn't the same without them there.
Challenger the bald eagle flying from the Jumbo Tron to the pitcher's mound was quite a sight, as were the two B-1 bombers flying over. I tried to get a picture, but my hand was shaking so much from the cold and the vibration from the planes that I only got a fraction of one wing. Lame shot, I won't bother posting it.
They are a sight to behold, really. Brought tears to the eyes of my people. OK, me, too.
Oh, and the live dot race for the last lap. Red, Green and Blue. It was hilarious. The three people came out and ran, and in the process, tripped the red dot and she went flying. Maybe it was the beer, or cold medication, I don't know, but I really had a good laugh when the dot fell down.
Ball girls: Yep, you read right. Ball girls. There was at least one, Rangers jersey with 00. Wow, did she have an arm on her!
Food: Well, since I had breakfast tacos before I went to the game, I didn't have a hot dog. The pretzels looked good, but I really wasn't that hungry. ... I did have peanuts and Cracker Jack. And there's nothing like the first beer of the home opener.
I had three, actually.
Here's hoping we last until October, boys.
So it's baseball season. What is it about the game that keeps us going back for more?