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Peter Gibbons
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Re: Baseball = Entelluhgents
« Reply #15 on Feb 26, 2011, 5:04pm »

My first experience at SAFECO was the most memorable experience I’ve ever had with baseball. Mom, Pop, & I arrived in Seattle (on our way to another nameless city) mid-day on a Thursday. I was lucky enough to convince them to stay in Seattle long enough to watch my favorite team play the M’s. It was the first year the stadium was opened, so I should’ve realized that a day game in the middle of the week was sold out, but I didn’t.

I spent the next while walking around the perimeter of the stadium with three fingers in the air looking for some asshole scalper that would sell three tickets to an A’s fan, in Seattle. After about 20 minutes of being ridiculed by Mariner fans and having to quickly reply with Starbucks insults, I decided to try and get each ticket individually.

I raised one finger to the sky; within two minutes an A’s fan approached me and asked me if I was looking for a ticket. Stupid question, I had been walking around like a jackass for nearly a half hour looking for tickets. He explained that his group had reserved seats a while back; something happened where they couldn’t give them the seats they wanted. They had compensated him by giving him a free (essentially useless) ticket. Since I was also an A’s fan he gave it to me for free.

I spent the next 20 minutes trying to find tickets for my parents. Ended up getting two bleacher seats for them for around $25 (total). We entered the stadium and they suggested we all find bleacher seats so we could sit together. That was the point where I told them to fuck off. Dude gave me a free ticket, the least I could do was sit next to him for the game.

Not knowing the layout of the stadium, I relied on my navigational skills to find my seat. This became a major problem when I ended up in the fifth row right behind first base (which also happens to be the Mariner’s cheering section). While blankly staring at my ticket like an asshole and feeling like I was blocking the view of high-paying fans, I decided to abort and find an usher to show me where to sit. As I started my ascent back to the main walkway, I heard someone yelling. I turned around and “Yelling Dude” happened to be the guy that gave me the ticket. He waved me over to the fifth row where he was sitting. So began the best baseball experience in my sad little life.

A’s took a quick lead and the asshole in me made a proud appearance. M’s fans quickly ran out of caffeine to subdue them so they stared throwing bags of peanuts at us. Said peanut bags were not thrown with any accuracy (much like the Mariner bullpen with baseballs). M’s stormed back to win and I was stranded with a large group of boastful Mariner fans. That made the situation even better.

Best part of this experience? I had a friend meeting us at the game that ended up in the extreme nose-bleed section. Seventh inning stretch was the exact moment that I broke his spirit. Gave him a call and said, “Hey, look for an asshole about 5 rows behind first base waving his arms around like an idiot.” I think he hung up.

« Last Edit: Feb 27, 2011, 8:32pm by Peter Gibbons »