Listing Through Life

I went to the game with coworkers. The Cubs won 7-5.

Two friends and I went to Wrigley Field. It drizzled off and on all day, and there were only 5,000 people in the park. But it was fun and relaxing. In fact, I was so relaxed that I didn’t keep score. The pre-steroid Barry Bonds went 0 for 5. The Cubs won 8-2.

We went with friends to a Cubs/Reds game at Wrigley Field in the afternoon, then drove up to Milwaukee and saw a Brewers/Royals game at County Stadium in the evening. We sat in the Mezzanine Boxes, a narrow row of seats that hung from the upper deck and had a shelf in front of the seats to put food on.

At 8:54 pm, I participated in my first, and last, wave. When the wave came around, I stood up, threw my hands in the air, and came very close to knocking the light fixture on my head.

The Brewers won 8-4.

We spent the day with friends. We arrived at Wrigley at 11:15, just in time for an Old-Timers Game. Our seats were in the third row in the bleachers in dead center. (This is the only time I’ve ever sat in the Wrigley bleachers.) Ronnie Woo-Woo was there in full voice, annoying us all.

During the game, this piece of ticker-tape blew out of the scoreboard and landed in my lap. It didn’t scan very well, but if I’m reading it correctly, the Padres were batting in the bottom of the third, leading the Phillies 2-0.

The Cubs lost 7-3.