May 28, 2009

Today marked the day of our "family tradition" of gathering together at the Ballpark (I still call it that) to watch our beloved Rangers compete. And when I say "family," I mean the side of my stepdad's family, not just my parents and sisters.

This year, however was pretty different from the last. There were less family members who went (we only took up 12 seats this time), and we all sat together in one row. Last year I wasn't working unlike this year, so I actually had to work the night before at an overnight job (and again today) so I was a bit tired, but still excited nonetheless.

The real reason we go every year, usually, is because it's Birdville Independent School District (or BISD) Night and because my mom works for a school, she is able to get tickets rather inexpensively, which is nice.

We sat in Section 39 (I think) for only $19 per person, versus the usual 30 dollars or so.

So now that you know the history, let's see how the day went.

After getting off from work at six in the morning, sleeping some, doing nothing, playing on the Internet, and taking and getting my sister from school, it was finally around five.

Now, usually I just throw on some jeans and a t-shirt, but today I was feeling a little more casual or 'dressy' so I straightened my hair (which is no easy task people!), and I looked pretty dapper if I must say, in a blue casual tee and black vest.

But today must have been Opposite Day, because my sister is the one who usually looks all nice but today she wore Adidas shorts with some non-t-shirt (lack of better words). And here I thought she was going to put effort into her outfit. "It's too hot," was her simple reply.

So after rushing to finish my hair and find an outfit (I couldn't find the one black vest I wanted) I rushed to the car, where everyone was already waiting. Only then did we drive off, that I remembered I forgot my sunglasses.

Great.

We finally arrived at the Ballpark after a bit of hectic traffic.

"We need to find parking for ten dollars because that's all the cash we have," was a pretty amusing answer to my sister's question. We finally found some five dollar parking that wasn't too far, but you know how parking is.

So we hiked our way towards the stadium. Only my sister is a snail so our parents and other sibling were pretty much miles ahead.

"Wow, wasn't that guy behind us, across the street?"

"Yes, and those others were also behind us too."

Then we had to stop because my sister thinks the rocks under the bridge look like a dead body. Yes, I know, weird.

The best part about the hike, was getting to see the Dallas Cowboys new stadium amid the lush green and river forming a very picturesque view. You know we had to stop and take a picture, before running to catch up.

We finally got to the park, and tried to meet up with one family, not only because we wanted to see their pretty faces, but more because we had all the tickets.

Whenever we got inside, this lady was passing out bingo cards. She gave my mom two and me three. I asked my sister if she got one.

"No, that lady didn't give me any."

"That's okay buddy (what we sometimes call each other), she gave me three. She knew my buddy would want one so she gave me more."

We finally got inside to our seats, only to find some random guy sitting already there, warming up an already hot seat. He thought those were his seats.

"Where's your tickets?" my dad asked.

"My wife has them." Line of the night right there folks.

Basically he moved over so we could sit, but I knew we had the first 14 seats so I knew he had to move sooner or later. He ended up leaving and, with his wife, sat on the freaking first row!

Later, another guy came up to my parents.

"Excuse me but we are seats three, four, and five," was met with a blank stare from my mom. The guy fought gently with my Mom about the seats. Turns out this grandpa needed Section 139, not 39. People these days.

The Rangers were playing a double header that day; we arrived in the seventh inning of the first game. Fans were all hyped up and cheering the team on, probably to hurry them up and finish the game so we could get to the real one.

It was, some would say, a perfect day for baseball: blue sky, beautiful sun shining, and a slight breeze. For me, the perfectness was being able to sit in the shade the whole time with no sun beaming down on me.

The first game ended with the Rangers taking the win. Then we sat around while they rested and then warmed up. Pretty boring really.

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