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Last Baseball Game of the Year.

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Yesterday Julie and I headed down to South Side for the White Sox – Red Sox game.  We got our tickets through the Blackhawks who were having a fan appreciation day (Julie’s got more on that here).  I was there for the baseball. The Sox ended up killing the Sox 12-2.

I must say the food, seats, views and most importantly bathrooms are 100 times better at US Cellular Field as compared to Wrigley Field.  Granted Wrigley is within walking distance to my house so that is why I probably end up at more Cubs games than Sox games.  This year I have probably seen more baseball games than in any other year, including games in 4 different cities.

I guess my point to all this is that I’m really glad Football Season has begun.

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Sidenote:

* Julie and I were able to ‘parade’ around the field before the game as part of the Blackhawks event.  This is a photograph of us on the grass before the guy behind us threw us out.  Clearly we were not supposed to be on the grass.

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** The View From My Seat:

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*** Beermen on the South Side are a little rougher than their North Side counterparts.

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Mets – Cubs: Men of Wrigley Field

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This past weekend the Mets were in town and I went to a couple of games with Julie (I skipped the second game in protest of the concept of ‘Pitch Counts‘ which are completely arbitrary and in my humble opinion total bullshit).  Today’s game the Mets actually won and as you can see in the photographs above I focused on the beermen and the ushers.  Badass mustaches are nearly required to work as a beerman or an usher at Wrigley Field.

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Jon Lovitz threw out the first pitch (after a muligan he made a decent throw) and sung during the 7th inning stretch.  I must say I respect Lovitz as he didn’t wear the lame personalized jersey.  Instead he wore a Ernie Banks jersey.

Side Notes:

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* Tim Tebow of the Florida Gators made an appearance.

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** Billy Cub once again was adhering to his restraining order and roaming the perimeter of Wrigley Field.

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*** The view from my seat.

New York Trip – Summer 2009.

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This weekend Julie and I ventured out to New York for the Mets – Phillies at Citi Field.  This was my first trip to the stadium (Julie went earlier in the week) and our first opportunity to see our brick.  The game of course didn’t end well after the starting pitcher was removed for an arbitrary stat… pitch counts. Besides that the stadium was really great.  There’s a ton of space, lots of quality food and great views from throughout the park.

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Side Note:

* Saturday night I met up with Jim at the Blue Moon Cafe where we spent the better part of night discussing the finer points of the Stanley Cup Finals.  We spent the next day at the Shark Bar (which is really the Spring Lounge and not this Shark Bar) then we headed to McSorley’s before bailing on our reservations at the Ninja Restaurant.  I am nearly positive we each have a team of Ninja Assassins who will enact revenge on our disrespect some time in the future.  I will probably get mine via a blow dart when I least expect it.  If you’re wonder about the Ninja Restaurant this choice quote from the NY Times should do it justice:

You are greeted there by servers in black costumes who ceaselessly bow, regularly yelp and ever so occasionally tumble, and you are asked to choose between two routes to your table.
The first is described by a ninja escort as simple and direct. The second is “dark, dangerous and narrow,” involving a long tunnel and a drawbridge that descends only when your escort intones a special command, which he later implores you to keep secret.
I recommend a third path: right back out the door.

You are greeted there by servers in black costumes who ceaselessly bow, regularly yelp and ever so occasionally tumble, and you are asked to choose between two routes to your table.

The first is described by a ninja escort as simple and direct. The second is “dark, dangerous and narrow,” involving a long tunnel and a drawbridge that descends only when your escort intones a special command, which he later implores you to keep secret.

I recommend a third path: right back out the door.

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** This car was outside Citi Field:
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