Game On!

We had tickets to the Tuesday night and Wednesday afternoon game. Tuesday night we were right behind home plate... three decks up. Wednesday we were along the third base line, in the very top row of the third deck. I have touched the roof of Yankee stadium. That's what you get for clicking "best available" when you order tickets online. The Twins looked foolish and pretty much got their brains bashed in, but it was still pretty fun. I did indeed boo Derek Jeter everytime he came up to bat, but the 50,000+ people cheering for Jeter didn't pay any attention to me.

The grounds crew provided much more entertainment than the Twins. In the 6th inning five guys come out to sweep the dirt in the infield while "YMCA" plays. They march along the infield and pump their fists while dragging their brooms behind them, and then pause to do the Y-M-C-A hand motions before marching on. Here's a pretty choppy video.

Wednesday afternoon we sat behind Frank and his pals. It was a 1:00 game, and Frank and his five homies showed up absolutely plastered. Some memorable quotes from Frank:

said at least once an inning: "If I fall over, I'm on third base!"

after about an hour: "F*** this! I've been to Yankee stadium like 9000 times. Let's go to the f***in' bar!"

"That was a F***IN' STRIKE!! F***IN' UMPIRE!!" - after the second pitch of the game!

after Mike Mussina bounced a pitch off home plate: "That caught the F***IN' CORNER!"

Other than the Twins getting belted, it was a pretty fun trip. We left New York and spent 19 straight hours driving home. Yowza. Blogspot is acting goofy now and not letting me add more photos for some reason. O well- Fo'get about it (and yes, New Yorkers do say this. Other than the "F" word, it was the most popular expression used by the locals).