One thing I will say is Wrigley Field is the experience of a lifetime. Just unbelievable.
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Quick update on the way to Wrigley
We apologize for the lack of updates, we haven't had the time to sit down and write anything.
One thing I will say is Wrigley Field is the experience of a lifetime. Just unbelievable.
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
One thing I will say is Wrigley Field is the experience of a lifetime. Just unbelievable.
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Ahhh St. Louis you're better than Kansas City.
Post coffee yesterday morning we headed to the STL Arch Park. We played catch together for the first time in a year or so and had a nice rhythm going until Joe spotted someone wearing a Washington State shirt. It turns out they were from Edmonds, Washington and we had a lovely chat - neither of us felt obligated to mention that we beat them in the district semifinal back in our senior year (when Nelly was huge). We waited in line to go up in the arch, but suffice to say the Space Needle is more impressive. The elevators up to the top resembled Dr. Evil's escape pod and not unline the elevator in the original Willy Wonka movie.
Before heading to the ballpark, we stopped for food where Joe paid me $5 to take a shot of jalapeño, which I did not immediately take him up on. After he physically put it in the cup, my hand was forced. I had to do it.
I was disapointed to discover that Bank of America was not offering free Cardinals t-shirts when one signs up for a team credit card. Consequently I had to wear my Jack Daniels shirt, but still fit right in as St Louis appears to be the gateway to the south, as well as the west. The Cards won, as the game was closed out by none other than ex-Mariner Ryan Franklin. We would be surprised to see Red's centerfielder Willie Tavaras in the lineup today as he crashed face first into the wall - a play you may have seen on ESPN last night. We would also be remiss not to mention the supurb defense of the Card's shortstop Brendon Ryan. Turns out his performance is overshadowed by his gnarly '70s porn 'stash.
Who wants a mustache ride?
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
Post coffee yesterday morning we headed to the STL Arch Park. We played catch together for the first time in a year or so and had a nice rhythm going until Joe spotted someone wearing a Washington State shirt. It turns out they were from Edmonds, Washington and we had a lovely chat - neither of us felt obligated to mention that we beat them in the district semifinal back in our senior year (when Nelly was huge). We waited in line to go up in the arch, but suffice to say the Space Needle is more impressive. The elevators up to the top resembled Dr. Evil's escape pod and not unline the elevator in the original Willy Wonka movie.
Before heading to the ballpark, we stopped for food where Joe paid me $5 to take a shot of jalapeño, which I did not immediately take him up on. After he physically put it in the cup, my hand was forced. I had to do it.
I was disapointed to discover that Bank of America was not offering free Cardinals t-shirts when one signs up for a team credit card. Consequently I had to wear my Jack Daniels shirt, but still fit right in as St Louis appears to be the gateway to the south, as well as the west. The Cards won, as the game was closed out by none other than ex-Mariner Ryan Franklin. We would be surprised to see Red's centerfielder Willie Tavaras in the lineup today as he crashed face first into the wall - a play you may have seen on ESPN last night. We would also be remiss not to mention the supurb defense of the Card's shortstop Brendon Ryan. Turns out his performance is overshadowed by his gnarly '70s porn 'stash.
Who wants a mustache ride?
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
Monday, August 10, 2009
Much has transpired since last I posted. Kauffman stadium is indeed a gem, yet truly has uniquely different feel from either Safeco or Coors Fields.
It has a more open feel a la the Mariners spring training complex.
Our seats, as Joe showed earlier, were almost too good. We sat there sweltering in the hot afternoon sun, both of us in our recently aquired Royals t-shirts. Thanfully they were both white, so when we sweated through them it was less obvious. The Royals mounted a 3 run rally in the bottom of the 7th inning, when the Royal's 3rd baseman launched a foul line drive right at us. Joe dove to protect his new Nikon DSLR camera - the prize of his recently discovered phtography hobby - while the David Eckstein instinct in me took over. Unfortunately since the Gasman on KJR determined that no one over the age of 10 should bring their glove to the ballpark, I was forced to attempt the barehanded play. The ball skimmed off the top of the dugout and slammed into my 5th metacarpal. It landed in the hands of a youngster behind us. And I had to shoo away medical attention, though my pride hurt worse than my hand. Meanwhile back at the model home, the Royals failed to capitalize, and suffered a 6-3 loss. All this despite Yuni displaying the effort we have not seen since 2006.
After the game we went back to the airport to pick up Joe's bag, which had finally arrived from Seattle, and a couple of commemorative shot glasses before embarking to St. Louis. 4 hours later we checked into the riverfront Econolodge, which is located right across the street from the Edward Jones dome, home of the St. Louis Rams (go Josh Brown!). The card reader for our original room worked, but the door appeared to be deadbolted from the inside. This was perplexing because there appeared to be no other exit from said room. Fast forward to this morning, there was an ambulance in the parking lot and a paramedic wheeling a gurney to the third floor. We're not saying someone was murdered in our original room, but we are not refuting this statement either. Like David Ortiz, it could have been just a tainted supplement.
Rewind to last night, we happened across a bar named 'The Best Bar in the World.' We probably shouldn't mention Nikki the bartender's rack, but it seemed ample given her rather slender frame. As a lifelong resident of St. Louis, she was very knowledgable and gave us a list of places to go while here. We also happened across a couple of other 20-something, and the bar permitted us to play beer pong and flip cup (which is very unheardof in bars for us Northwesterners). We were finally kicked out at 2:30am and retreated to our room to watch Sportscenter.
Bar pong!
-- Jesse (as told to Joe)
It has a more open feel a la the Mariners spring training complex.
Our seats, as Joe showed earlier, were almost too good. We sat there sweltering in the hot afternoon sun, both of us in our recently aquired Royals t-shirts. Thanfully they were both white, so when we sweated through them it was less obvious. The Royals mounted a 3 run rally in the bottom of the 7th inning, when the Royal's 3rd baseman launched a foul line drive right at us. Joe dove to protect his new Nikon DSLR camera - the prize of his recently discovered phtography hobby - while the David Eckstein instinct in me took over. Unfortunately since the Gasman on KJR determined that no one over the age of 10 should bring their glove to the ballpark, I was forced to attempt the barehanded play. The ball skimmed off the top of the dugout and slammed into my 5th metacarpal. It landed in the hands of a youngster behind us. And I had to shoo away medical attention, though my pride hurt worse than my hand. Meanwhile back at the model home, the Royals failed to capitalize, and suffered a 6-3 loss. All this despite Yuni displaying the effort we have not seen since 2006.
After the game we went back to the airport to pick up Joe's bag, which had finally arrived from Seattle, and a couple of commemorative shot glasses before embarking to St. Louis. 4 hours later we checked into the riverfront Econolodge, which is located right across the street from the Edward Jones dome, home of the St. Louis Rams (go Josh Brown!). The card reader for our original room worked, but the door appeared to be deadbolted from the inside. This was perplexing because there appeared to be no other exit from said room. Fast forward to this morning, there was an ambulance in the parking lot and a paramedic wheeling a gurney to the third floor. We're not saying someone was murdered in our original room, but we are not refuting this statement either. Like David Ortiz, it could have been just a tainted supplement.
Rewind to last night, we happened across a bar named 'The Best Bar in the World.' We probably shouldn't mention Nikki the bartender's rack, but it seemed ample given her rather slender frame. As a lifelong resident of St. Louis, she was very knowledgable and gave us a list of places to go while here. We also happened across a couple of other 20-something, and the bar permitted us to play beer pong and flip cup (which is very unheardof in bars for us Northwesterners). We were finally kicked out at 2:30am and retreated to our room to watch Sportscenter.
Bar pong!
-- Jesse (as told to Joe)
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Game #1 Royals vs A's
The K is a pretty sweet ballpark. Great seats too!
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
Day 1.5
We are sitting at an ihop about ten miles east of The K because we have to find Joe some clothes since his bag never wound up leaving Seattle.
We were disappointed not being able to watch G
reinke throw last night, but we are looking forward to the game today in 98 degree heat and ridiculous humidity.
More updates from me will follow as I become more awake.
-- Jesse (Post From My iPhone)
We were disappointed not being able to watch G
reinke throw last night, but we are looking forward to the game today in 98 degree heat and ridiculous humidity.
More updates from me will follow as I become more awake.
-- Jesse (Post From My iPhone)
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Um wow
I'm gonna try not to be angry about it but........my bag is still in Seattle.....
BUT I'm in KC.....woooooo!
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
BUT I'm in KC.....woooooo!
-- Joe (Post From My iPhone)
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