Tuesday was the perfect day for baseball, sun was shining, temperature was that nice but not to hot and there I was, soaking up the glow from my computer terminal. Until the e-mail popped up, “Nice day for a baseball game, want to go?”
~~ Yankees 8, Blue Jays 4 ~~
We met up in ‘Little Cuba’, I had to walk the last 10 blocks because of mechanical problems on the train, so I got there a little annoyed, a little hot and very thirsty. Ready to see some baseball, G didn’t have tickets, but he had looked online and said there were tons of tickets of available. Apparently there was a rush on tickets at the box office, since the only tickets available were on the main level near the bleachers in the sun.
So we left, we didn’t have to go far to find someone with tickets for sale and G handed over the cash, as we walked back I heard the score. “We have to get in there G! They need you!” In we came in, a little late that’s true, when we got to the bleachers to sit the ball came whistling into monument park. 3-run home run by Cano.
But it was too hot in bleachers so we walked around and ended up behind home plate for the end of the game. Finally I got to see Mariano pitch. Perfect ending to a perfect day for baseball.
~~ Questo è tutto, dice la principessa ~~ 😛