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You know what's worse than losing? Getting shellacked. You know what's even worse than that? A painfully slow shellacking. You know what the cherry on top is? Phillies fans.
posted by Jason @ 8:37 AM
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I'm a 32-year-old Average Joe sprawling on the fringes of our nation's capital. This seems to be the best place for me to write my pleonastic pablum and use words like "insouciant" (and "pleonastic" and "pablum"). If the mundane details of my social life bore you than think how I must feel. I have to live this shit everyday.
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I know, it was so painful.
I broke my rule and left early in the 8th. Between Vidro's two bad plays, Nick Johnson with that garbage little Jeter-toss (that should have been an error), and Armas going less than 4, I couldn't wait to go to bed.
I stayed to the end. I pretty much always stay until the end, unless I'm there with people with small children.
And actually, the end wasn't that bad -- since they actually started scoring. But by that point, I was sitting there rooting for them to not prolong my misery.
That's what upset me the most. I was sitting there hoping the game would go faster just to ease my pain. I put on my rally cap after the stretch (I don't think they should come out before then) but my heart just wasn't in it.
I'm even more bummed because I was planning on going Friday and Sunday (do we have the same 20 game package?) but Ernesto might thump those plans.
For the second straight year, I have a full season with some friends. Last year, I went to over half the games. This year, I only took 18 games, but I think I'm going to wind up going to somewhere closer to 25.
I'm currently scheduled to be there -- weather permitting -- Friday (but in other seats), Sunday, and Monday. Maybe even Tuesday, in other seats. I can also have free tickets on Saturday if I want them, but the truth is, I'd like to plan on doing something more fun than watching the Nats play bad baseball this weekend.
I'm planning on Friday and Sunday but I think Friday will almost definitely be rained out. Which stinks because I like hanging out in Cap Hill after weekend games.
What kind of seats do you have? We went for the $15's in 406.
We've got $12 seats in 408. We're practically neighbors.
We are indeed. How close have you come to snagging a foul ball? Two seasons in these seats and I haven't been anywhere near one.
Last year, Brian Schneider hit a foul ball that my seatmate got his hand on. This year, when I wasn't actually there, my friend's boyfriend caught one -- on his birthday.
Revelation; I think I know who you are. I am hyper-aware of the season ticket groups in and around me. There is a group of guys and one girl who sit in what I think is 408 (but may be 407) in the upper rows. Did you show up by yourself right around the first pitch on Tuesday?
Nope. I was with my friend Justin the whole time, and we missed the first batter or two. We're towards the front of the section 408.
Different group, then. Even still, the world is a little smaller today.
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