The plan was to go to this game with the Mathesons and Pearsons, but Donna got sick, so Dave tagged along by himself. We made good time on the way down until we got within sight of the park, then we sat in traffic for an hour and a half. After we were stuck right in front of the park for 20 minutes without moving, Sally (who was car sick), Dave and I got out and went inside while Jim and Debbie parked the car. They finally parked on the other side of the Dan Ryan Expressway and took a shuttle bus to the park. They got to their seats in the second inning. Dave sat by us while Jim and Debbie sat about 10 seats away. Late in the game, people left and they came and sat by us.
It was Turn Back the Clock day with a 1917 theme. The Sox’ old-time uniforms were neat, better by far than their regular uniforms. We were too late to see most of the pre-game stuff. The manual scoreboard was annoying to watch, and I’m sure it was annoying for the three guys operating it. There was also a Chinese guy who pretended to speak into a megaphone while the line-ups were announced over the p.a. system.
The game started out great, but before it was over we were about dead. It seemed more like Stop the Clock day. Everything was supposed to be like 1917, but the game lasted almost until 2017, and the eighth inning, when the Sox gave up six runs, was more like 1919 when they threw the World Series. The game lasted 13 innings. The White Sox lost 12-9.
Carlton Fisk at bat
Robin Yount at bat
Dave Parker heading for first
Darryl Hamilton at the plate
Sammy Sosa at the plate
After game, we piled into the shuttle bus and sat in traffic for another half hour before we reached the car. By then, afternoon rush hour was over and we zipped right home.