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and in the land near washington, they're rootin' for the nats
The tiredness does not cease. After my brother and I walked down to the Mall, and hung out at one of those museum things (some sort of history, one of the exhibits was about all the First Ladies), I realized I was falling asleep standing up, from only getting an hour of sleep all night. So we got food and came back here, and I don't remember anything between 2pm-5pm due to nap.
After that we rode over to RFK stadium, got three tickets, and then my sister-in-law showed up and the three of us went in. We hit the tail end of batting practice and I got Endy Chavez to sign my ticket. My brother was astounded by this idea that you can show up with a baseball and a sharpie and leave with an autographed baseball. So I told him to do it next time. We sat in the upper deck, except surprisingly, their 400 level seats are about as high and far from the field as Terrace Club is at Safeco. The top of the 500 level is pretty high but that's about it. So our seats actually ruled. I'm not sure RFK is as bad as people make it out to be, although it does have the 60's concrete cutter thing going for it and the 300 seats are horribly far back.
The Phillies did not win, although they had an amazing push in the 9th inning, smashing 3 runs off closer Chad Cordero, all of which came from back to back homers from Ryan Howard and David Bell. I agree. "WHAT?!" It was a lot of fun standing up and cheering with the other Phillies fans, probly moreso because my brother was rooting for the Nationals.
In the end, after both teams used like 93402934023 people, the Nats got a 5-4 win in the 12th. Doh.
I got a Livan Hernandez number t-shirt because I'm a dork.
The Metro was crowded coming home.
I am really tired.
Tomorrow, we go to Philly. I have no real schedule except family bbq in the afternoon tomorrow and phillies game tomorrow night, so maybe i can hang out with people. I dunno.
After that we rode over to RFK stadium, got three tickets, and then my sister-in-law showed up and the three of us went in. We hit the tail end of batting practice and I got Endy Chavez to sign my ticket. My brother was astounded by this idea that you can show up with a baseball and a sharpie and leave with an autographed baseball. So I told him to do it next time. We sat in the upper deck, except surprisingly, their 400 level seats are about as high and far from the field as Terrace Club is at Safeco. The top of the 500 level is pretty high but that's about it. So our seats actually ruled. I'm not sure RFK is as bad as people make it out to be, although it does have the 60's concrete cutter thing going for it and the 300 seats are horribly far back.
The Phillies did not win, although they had an amazing push in the 9th inning, smashing 3 runs off closer Chad Cordero, all of which came from back to back homers from Ryan Howard and David Bell. I agree. "WHAT?!" It was a lot of fun standing up and cheering with the other Phillies fans, probly moreso because my brother was rooting for the Nationals.
In the end, after both teams used like 93402934023 people, the Nats got a 5-4 win in the 12th. Doh.
I got a Livan Hernandez number t-shirt because I'm a dork.
The Metro was crowded coming home.
I am really tired.
Tomorrow, we go to Philly. I have no real schedule except family bbq in the afternoon tomorrow and phillies game tomorrow night, so maybe i can hang out with people. I dunno.
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*bzzzzzzzzzz*