On Sunday, I attended my first Rockies game. Lucky for me, I know that there will be many more and hopefully not too many like Sunday. I only say that because it was FREEZING COLD. And not like Vegas freezing cold - Denver freezing cold - at least for May. It was oh, about 45, probably - with no sun in sight.
Oh and we lost. 8-2.
The day was not lost, however, we still had a fantastic time. The Wicklers along with Michael, came to my place at 10 a.m. to tailgate. Afterall, there is nothing like having PBR and Sexy Pizza in your system by 11:30 in the morning. Even Gordon was in the spirit on his purple blanket.
The cab came to pick us up at 12:30 and by 12:50, thanks to my forgetting my i.d. that didn't even work at the game thanks to the hole through it, we were at Coors Field. Andy, Erin, Greg, Kristen and Jake met us and we hiked up the stairs to our $7 (!!) seats.
There was not enough beer to keep us warm so come inning 6, we were down in the bar with the rest of Denver.
I am so happy to have some teams to call my own now. Rockies, I know that this is our season. See you at the next game.
3 comments:
Oh my! What a gorgeous dog!!! :)
Jealous of MLB at your disposal! Guess we will just have to come to a game :)
I'm with Renee. SO wish I lived in a city with a MLB team. Hey battuh, hey battuh, swing battuh!
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