Cubs vs. Cardinals — April 9, 1991

This was my first opening day at Wrigley Field. I hope it will be my last. I went a friend, a guy I worked with, and his wife. We parked about six blocks from Wrigley Field and walked through the cold rain looking for a place to eat. We passed a string of crowded, slimy-looking bars and picked a Mexican restaurant. The place was clean and almost empty — and the food was excellent

About 45 minutes before game time, we headed to the park and found our seats. And delightful seats they were — way down the right-field line, half the infield blocked by a pillar, and surrounded by the sort of people who get free tickets from beer vendors. We were unprotected from a wind that swept across the field and blew cold mist into our faces. Our seats were coated with water that we wiped off as best we could with an old blanket.

It was miserable. I was freezing, soaked and packed in too tightly to move. About the time the game started, the beer vendor himself showed up and began tossing around boxes of Cracker Jacks and bags of peanuts. After getting hit on the head a couple times, I decided to load my pockets and bring them home.

The rain continued for the first couple innings, and we were thinking seriously of leaving. It finally let up, and we decided to tough it out. I let my friend keep score, then borrowed his scorecard and filled mine out at home. The Cubs lost 4-1. (My joints were still stiff the next day.)

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Cubs vs. Cardinals — April 9, 1991

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