A big part of this trip for me was about watching baseball. The US portion of things had more or less been defined with when the Cardinals were playing at home and tickets for 3 games at Busch stadium had been purchased before I'd even left home. I wasn't just about watching the Redbirds though. I wanted to go and visit some of the great stadiums, let the history of the places surround me as I was there.
I was getting my first chance to take it all that in now. The House that Ruth Built, where Jo D played, Where Mantle would have strolled on a daily basis and now, where ARod and Jeter were ruling their own roost. I'd seen Clemens pitch last time I was here, now I was getting teh chance to watch another future Hall of Famer in the Big Unit, Randy Johnson. To top it all off, he would be facing the man I had been collecting cards of since his young days as a Cardinals, Dan Haren.
I had gone along to the game with 3 others from the hostel and found out as we arrived there that we could only get tickets together in the bleachers. a little disappointed we accepted it all and payed our money. Following a near death experience with a stadium hotdog we found ourselves in the pre-game bar just outside the stadium. Enjoy a Bud a woman caught our attention. She had 4 tickets to the game that she couldn't use. They were ours if we wanted them. "How much?" we asked. "Oh, nothing. I cant sell them, they're yours, take them." she replied. That'll be The story of how we ended up NOT in the bleachers but with tickets behind home plate!
I remember so little about the actual game. Haren outpitched The Big Unit and Oakland took it 6-1. I couldn't tell you who hit the rbi, who scored the runs or anything like that now. I can tell you that I had a thoroughly great time though. After all its about the event, the atmosphere, the just "being" at a ball game that makes it so cherished.
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