I Might've Become a Baseball Fan... Maybe
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My friend Amy is a die-hard Cubs fan. So, I was a little surprised with she invited me to a Cardinals game. Turns out, her 6-year-old is growing up to root on the redbirds (her brother might have had something to do with that). Isaiah is even a member of the Cardinals kids clubs, and they were having a special jersey promotion this weekend, spurring our trip.
It's hit or miss as to whether Isaiah likes me at the moment, but thankfully he liked me today. But, that didn't stop him from being loud and bratty. On the way over to St. Louis, he insisted that we listen to Elvis, and not the whole CD, just one song: "Tutti Fruitti". Over and over... tutti fruitti...
To avoid the parking situation, we rode the MetroLink over, getting on at Caseyville.
Anyway, the game got underway at 6:15. A boys' choir angellically sang "God Bless America" and a father-son duo belted out the National Anthem. I don't follow baseball, at all, but I had a lot of fun at this game.
It finally turned somewhat chilly, and I was a little hungry, so when the Giants were back up to bat, I went off to get a Food Network gourmet hot dog. I waited for ten minutes, before I finally gave up (they had to cook another batch, and I was the sixth person back), so I went back to the 'Triple Play' for a cinnamon-sugar pretzel this time, but they had run out. So I went hungry. By the time I got back to my seat, two innings had zoomed by, and I was just in time to see the Cardinals win in the top of the ninth. Score: 7-1.
The three of us left our seats, and while walking in the stadium, the delayed fireworks (they were supposed to have them last night, but got rained out), were set off. We hightailed it for the MetroLink, hoping we could beat the crowd that stayed for the fireworks -- we did. A not-crowded train back across the river, and Isaiah was asleep ten minutes into the carride, making for a more pleasant ride home.