Baseball and Back Fat

For the second Saturday in a row, The Targo and I have been able to go out by ourselves. This Saturday, we went to the Cardinals/Cubs game at Wrigley Field. It was hot, but I was so grateful that it was only in the 80s, as compared to the 94 it was on Friday.

We went to the game with a friend of The Targo's from college, and his wife. They're absolutely awesome people. Unfortunately, we were sitting in the bleachers. This means a few things:

1. Everyone around you is drunk as heck
2. Everyone around you heckles - poorly
3. You can't get up, because someone will take your seat

The worst part of the day was that Tyler Colvin, the rookie outfielder for the Cubs, was throwing balls into the bleachers between innings. People were diving, elbow-shoving, and generally acting like idiots to get these balls. These weren't home run balls by Ken Griffey, Jr. or signed balls from Albert Pujols. They're just balls that the players were throwing around. At one point, Colvin threw one into the bleachers, near us, and this guy (an average-sized dude) dove for it. IN THE BLEACHERS! In doing so, he knocked down this 100-pound woman, and drenched another tiny woman with his beer. He didn't bother to apologize. Alcohol negates the need for that. This drove me NUTS, because Cubs fans are notorious for throwing opposing teams' home run balls back onto the playing field.

We were pretty tolerant with the craziness - because hey... we were in the bleachers ... that's where crazy lives. That one incident just frustrated me. To make matters a little worse, I was a crazy sunscreen applier, but managed to miss my back where my sleeveless shirt didn't quite cover, and the part in the middle of my hair. Sadly, my head hurts MUCH worse than my back.

I love going to baseball games, anywhere. The Cardinals/Cubs games are usually so fun because the towns are not that far apart and the rivalry is so historic. But, really. I'm just too darned old and too darned white to sit in the bleachers.

Go Sox!

C'mon! I need someone to root for in the postseason. Besides, it will make Nathan and The Targo very happy!

Mizz-OOO-Rah!

Our cats are packed and ready to go to their vacation home in the burbs. The baby, well, I'd like to think he's excited about meeting all of my St. Louis friends. Alright, I'm totally projecting.

We are going to the Cardinals game on Friday night, so watch for us on TV. HAHAHA ... I tell people that every time - and so far, nada. On Friday, we're going to a friend's band play. Fortunately, it's a family-friendly outdoor venue, otherwise we couldn't go. I'm hoping that we'll be able to have an easy-going meal with some close friends on Sunday. And then it's back to the hustle-bustle-grind.

What are you doing this weekend?

I-55 Series

Or as I like to call it, "GO CARDINALS!"



The Targo has a half day and I'm working from home. So, we've got the TV on and Nathan and I are decked out in Cardinal regalia. Again "GO CARDINALS!"



We almost had tickets, but it didn't pan out. So, I'll have to settle for being an antagonistic fan from home. Heh.



FYI: I posted Nathan's 6 months post. If you could (really, if you feel like it), please leave a comment. I plan on printing them out for his baby book. Grazi!

Playin' Hooky

The Targo and I are working half days today. Because it's totally baseball season! This is our first game this season, because the White Sox game we were scheduled to go to was cancelled due to cold. Sissies.

My beloved Cardinals are coming to town to play the Cubs... the dreaded rival! It should be fun. And also? It's supposed to be in the 60s (but cooler by the Lake). Generally, I'm not the biggest fan of Wrigley Field. In my neighborhood, that's like saying "I'd like to shoot Santa Claus." But, it's old, falling apart, and smells really bad.

Last Friday, the Targo and I went to a meet-up with other Cardinals fans. Heh. Unfortunately the game was rained out, but we did meet some really nice people who were recently transplanted from St. Louis. One was a self-proclaimed crazy cat lady. She had pictures of her kitties on her cell phone. For the record, I don't. My phone just doesn't do the kitties justice.

That's another one of my favorite things about Chicago: that you meet people from everywhere. In our close circle of friends, people are from Illinois, Missouri, California, Michigan, Colorado, Korea and Hong Kong. I'm just sayin' in my little hometown... totally not like that.

And also? Did you all see that Chicago is the U.S. representative bidding for the 2016 Olympics? (I know that was so last week, but whatever.) I can't even tell you how cool I think that is! Have any of you been to the Olympics?

BOOOO!

You know, I'm sure this makes me some sort of hypocrite. But it just makes me mad that Barry Bonds is going to have the opportunity to break Henry Aaron's record. Everything that Hammerin' Hank had to go through to achieve 755 home runs... well, he's a better person and that's the bottom line. He's the kind of person that you can look at and say "Yeah, he's a sports hero." How many of us look at Barry Bonds like that?