We had great seats. Section 214, Row 9, right behind home plate. It was a gorgeous 76 degrees, and it would have been perfect except for the steady, hard rain that poured down the entire night.
We moved back to the row just under the awning. We met a very nice couple that let us use their extra seats, so we didn't have to move and stayed dry right up until the very end, when the rain got hard enough to start hitting us.
In the President's Race, Teddy entered the stadium in the lead, but was overtaken by Abe Lincoln. Then they showed Abe's win in slow motion to the tune from Chariot's of Fire, which was funny.
The lady next to us said that on Teddy's birthday he was carried in on a chair, while his bodyguards kept the other presidents behind him. They managed to get around however, and Teddy is still at 0.
The Nats have a pitcher who is 6'11. Dude is freaking ginormous.
It was the second half of the 9th, we're tied with the Braves 5-5. Bases are loaded, 1 out, and we blew it. Oh that hurt. All we needed was a single to win and we blew it. It hurts my heart.
BSA and I managed to stay until the 10th, but by then we were feeling cold and soggy (temps had dipped into the 60s) We had made it through 4 1/2 hours, so we decided to head home. We listened to the 11th in the car, and they've since entered their 12th inning.
I lied, it's 12:08 and they just started their thirteenth inning.
Does anyone know when they call a game?
12:20 Update: Braves have bases load. Dang it.
12:21: Braves score 7-5. Dang it dang it!! Oh well, at least I can finally go to bed.
12:25: Braves score again, 8-5 two out. Francouer steals second. I think it may finally be over. Whoops..flyout. Nats will be up to bat.
12:28: Belliard is up. So far, he's been the only strong, consistent hitter for the Nats tonight. He hit their first home run tonight.
12:31 HOLY FREAKING CRAP!!!! There is an enormous spider lurking under the freaking footstool!!
Seriously, we dropped the SceneIt game on him and he was Just freaking FINE! Made a mad run for it before I nailed him with a shoe.
Stomp and Drag Baby! Stomp and Drag!! Then scoop up in tp, and flush it down the toilet. Just in case it was faking.
Oops, check the game. Oh dear. Two out. I think we're toast. The guys have been playing for 5 hours now in non-stop rain. Mad props to them.
12:35: Third out. Finally, the game ends. 8-5 Atlanta Braves.
I have to say, I'm soooo glad we finished it up in pjs, on the couch sipping hot chocolate and watching Last Comedian Standing.
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so, are you becoming a Nat'ls fan? i totally agree with your decision to leave when you did. some of those games can go 18 innings.
girl, you need to get yourself a can of raid. not even the mega spiders can survive those. i hate those creepy awful eight-legged demon spiders. i had an apartment infested with brown recluse spiders and i swear...it was a war...i'd kill one and 3 more would come after me.......and i'm very good at spying things moving in my peripheral vision now.
I'm only a fan because they're the team in my geographical location. I think I prefer hockey, even though the Caps suck.
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