My 10-year old daughter has a bit of a cold this weekend. Friday evening, it started.
Today, she just wanted to chill inside and watch movies on the big T.V. in the family room. But, the issue there is that my 8-year old son would bug the hell out of her trying to do that – if he was in the house as well.
So, today, I did something I almost never do: I hit StubHub and got two tickets for me and him to head up to the Bronx this morning. It was a pretty good deal. I got two tickets for Section 422, Row 12, up in the Grandstand for less money, combined, than it cost me to park the car in the River Avenue Garage.
Yes, we were way up there – three rows away from the last row in the Stadium. Yet, we had a great view of the field.
I really thought A-Rod was going to tie it up in the ninth. Man, that was close.
Luckily, my son and I caught the end of the Yankees game on TV yesterday after some cage work and a practice for one of his fall ball teams. And, the excitement of that one still had enough carry over to offset the loss today. And, it was a close and exciting game, albeit long in time, this afternoon.
One thing: We were at the park at 11:30 AM and in our seats before the first pitch. But, we never heard roll call today. Did we miss it? Or, did they not do it? We both thought that was strange.
Another thing: Our entire section was all in agreement that Nunez has no business playing shortstop in a game that matters. Why he’s out there, is beyond me. He’s the Bobby Meacham of his generation.