Go Home Mets!
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The trip to South Florida has arrived, which was planned to the last minute. I planned to visit Ft. Lauderdale, Miami, Biscayne National Park, and Key Largo. I would save Key West for another time.
The plane ride to Ft. Lauderdale took longer than expected, since the runway at Philly International Airport was congested, with all those planes lined up for takeoff. It would take an hour before finally in the air. I would have to share a row with a mother holding her baby. Luckily for me, the baby stayed asleep the entire time.
I arrived in South Florida, and the minute I stepped outside, I could feel the oppressive humidity. A bit of a contrast to the weather back home, where it was nice and breezy for the most part, and no humidity.
I picked up a rental car at ACE, which was some company I never heard of. I had to take 2 shuttles to get there. Once with the car, I drove to the hostel, following directions from MapQuest. I would pass by strip malls and a bunch of hotels, then go towards the beachfront, where the Deauville Hostel was located.
I checked in, and had to leave a deposit. I got the key and went to the room that I would stay at, which would be for 2 nights, not consecutively. The room was kind of dark, and a bit stuffy. The AC was on, but it sounded like it was about to die completely. The bathroom was even more stuffy, and I saw a dead roach on the floor. No way in hell, am I going to clean that up!
Since it was around 5 PM, there was not much to do.
I was heading to the baseball game, and did not realize that the stadium was so far away, from the city center. This would be the first time I would be driving to a game, as it was in a residential neighborhood, with no public transportation access. I had to pay $10 for parking, and parked on the grass. Then, I came out and saw that some people were tailgating. This would be the second sign that I am at a football stadium, as I would associate the event with football.
When walking to the entrance, I could see a lot of Mets fans, even more so than Marlins fans. Most of them are transplants from New York, but I'm sure there are some that travel with their team, or roadtrippers like myself. Being a Phillies fan myself, I would have to root for the Marlins.
I entered Dolphin Stadium, and went to my section and seat. The place is so orange, and I'm constantly reminded that I am at a football stadium. I often associate the place with the Miami Dolphins, as I've first known it as Joe Robbie Stadium, and later Pro Player Stadium before its current name. Plus the names of the great Dolphin players are placed all over the stadium, like Dan Marino and Mark Duper, and a mention of the 1972 team, the only team to go undefeated in a single season so far.
I would seat very close to the Marlins bullpen, and close to the field. I got a pint of ice cream, which kind of melted quickly. There was a breeze blowing, which provided some relief, but not much. Dwayne Wade of the Miami Heat threw the first pitch in the game. As the game went along, I would hear the infamous "Let's Go Mets" chant, and the Marlins fans would respond with "Go Home Mets", which I thought was interesting.
The Florida Marlins were playing the New York Mets, in a battle for the National League East division. The Mets took a 1-0 lead, before the Marlins scored two after that, and lead 2-1 after 3 innings. That score would stand until Carlos Beltran hit a grand slam in the 9th inning with 2 outs, giving the Mets a 5-2 lead.
I left the game, and headed back to the Ft. Lauderdale hostel. My glasses would fog up, whenever I got out of my air-conditioned car and into the humid air. I got back around midnight, and went to sleep in a semi-cool room.