Cardinal's Weekend

I had the pleasure of hanging out with one of my best friends for most of the weekend. On Saturday, I got tickets to the Cards vs. Cubs game from Rob, a fellow boys state staff member, who had two extra tickets and asked if I knew anyone else to take. I took James as he is an avid Cubs fan. We were sitting on the Coca-Cola Deck, good seats but very far from "the action."

It was fun watching him get heckled (hehe) but we were all eating crow when those nasty Cubs won. There were two opportunities for them to hit grand slams. I remember proclaiming, "I have never witnessed a grand slam in person, and I'm gonna be pissed if it's done by a Cub!"

There were these two old ladies, all decked out in Cubs gear holding a sign that said something like, "Two Cubs fans for over 160 years" or something. They were causing a raucous trying to get on television. We were going to turn around to them and ask, "So, what was it like when they built Wrigley Field?" But we refrained.

Sunday, my parents came up and we went to another game. The seats were much better, or at least closer, 14 rows from home plate. Not bad...even with the drunk girl swaying in front of us. The best part, however, was before the game, we had lunch with my parents at Joanie's Pizza. We were sitting there eating when James exclaimed, "I think a bird just shit on me!" Comedy ensued, as you can imagine. Nothing beats watching a Cubs fan get shit on by a bird. Hopefully it was a Cardinal, because that would be fantastic!

Oh, by the way, we won the series. GO CARDS!