Every Day an Adventure

You see, here's the thing. New Orleans is wrecked. I have never been to New Orleans, so I can't even really understand the magnitude of this. It makes me feel bad, but at the same time, aside from giving a few bucks to people who were collecting for hurricane relief before the Mariners game tonight, I'm not sure what I personally can do right now about it.

Life is like that. When I was 12, the idea of a flood destroying the inner workings of a metropolis was really just another way that Simcity was keeping me up all night.

In my world, I'm baking cupcakes to bring to the Loewens' house tomorrow, since I finally will get to see their newborn baby, and hang out with people. I went to the Mariners game tonight, where King Felix lost to King Ugly, 2-0, in front of a sellout crowd of 46,240. Ficus's email had me marked as spam, so I bought a ticket yesterday, not knowing he had a ticket I could use. Oops. On the other hand, I finally got to experience the Terrace Club, which has, count 'em, seven types of mustard you can put on your hot dog - honey mustard, sweet hot mustard, spicy brown mustard, cranberry mustard, dijon mustard, deli mustard, and yellow mustard. I am not making this up.

Unfortunately, DMZ seems to have decided that hanging out with the peons is no longer fun, so there was no pregame hangout at King Street, and thus I didn't run into anyone else from the blogosphere, except for Jon Wells, who was selling his "Seattle Battle" shirts with Felix and Randy Johnson on them. I also didn't hang out at the bullpen for a lot of the pregame, because it was crowded as fuck, and that was like, 45 minutes before game time. I *did* get a lot of great comments on my shirt though, stuff like "I'd vote for him!" or "Yeah! Felix! Pedro sucks!" The funniest was when I went by people wearing "Vote for Pedro" shirts -- usually they'd just kinda nod/smile, and then suddenly realize that heh, my shirt was a LITTLE different.

I had these annoying loud Oakland fans sitting behind me up in the Terrace Club, so I bailed on that seat during the 7th inning stretch and came down to sit with Megan and Josh and Ficus instead. That was fun. I had an "obstructed" seat in the front row of the terrace club. It was really good. I think the level is still overpriced, but I do think it's a cool place to be, maybe on those discount days.

It is so fucking cool to get a wedding invitation that starts, "____ and ____ invite you to join the celebration, and root root root for the home team, as their daughter ____ marries _____..."

Incase you are wondering what I was doing all afternoon today...



(See all of my Yankees Stadium Tour pictures!)

Well, so I arrived in NYC and didn't feel like sleeping, and couldn't come up with anything in particular to do this afternoon, so I walked over to the 125th street stop and took the D train over to Yankee Stadium. I got there around noon, so too late for the noon tour, but bought a ticket to the 1pm tour. Ate lunch at McDonalds, which has a ton of Yankees stuff in it, including a 3-D mural on the wall and a painting on the ceiling. Infact, the entire neighborhood is entirely taken over by Yankees goods, it seems. All the surrounding blocks near the stadium seem to consist of Yankees memorabilia shops and sports bars, many of which are named after famous Yankee players.

I went on the tour. It was awesome. We started behind home plate in the stands, then walked out to Monument Park, where they have all the retired numbers and the monuments and stuff. The original monuments and flagpole used to actually be in the outfield, when the center field wall was 461 feet out, but now the wall is closer in and the monuments are outside it. There are plaques up on the wall honouring many Yankees players and people, including former owners, managers, announcers, etc, and there's also a 9/11 monument.

After that, we walked to the dugout. We were allowed to walk on the field, but not on the grass, just the warning track. I stopped by the left field wall and got someone to take that picture of me. The wall was so low I bet even I could jump up and get over it if I tried. It gets higher though, and by right field it's at least 5 feet taller than that left field wall is. The walls are also padded, and it's just neat to run into the wall to feel it cushion.

There was a mass photo-shooting spree while everyone had to get pictures of themselves sitting in the dugout. It was way cool. The dugouts are also really impressive -- they have these vents in the steps, so during the summer they can aircondition the dugout, and during the colder times they can heat up the benches and the air as well, if needed. The guide made the joke of "And we have this functionality in the opposing dugout too... we heat 'em up in summer and cool 'em down in winter! har har, just kidding." The view of the field from the dugout is amazing. I tried to spend a minute imagining what it would be like to be an actual baseball player sitting there during a game.

After that, we went into the clubhouse. You weren't allowed to take pictures in there, but I can tell you what I saw. First, the area behind the dugouts is an underground maze. I bet the players never go anywhere but the locker room area, because otherwise they'd get lost forever. Second, the locker room is neat. They pointed out all the things like how Bernie Williams has the biggest and best locker because he's the most senior member of the team, and how Jeter has two lockers, one for his stuff, one for his fan mail. They still have a locker in there for Thurman Munson, the Yankees catcher in the 1970's who was also a pilot and died tragically in a plane crash -- the locker is doored off and "retired" for him. We weren't allowed very far into the locker room, but in addition to the lockers, we could sort of see the shower/spa/etc area off to the left (which had the Yankees logo embossed in the glass of the mirrors), and we could see the "rec room" off in the distance, which the guide said has several big-screen TVs and tons of movies and PS2 games and whatnot and big comfy chairs, and you could also kinda see Joe Torre's office through one door. Very neat.

After that they took us up to the press box. The view from there is awesome. They told us some stories about the stadium, about the facades, and the longest home runs hit there (by Mickey Mantle and Josh Gibson, respectively). The funny thing is, the guide shared a lot of trivia all day and I swear that everything he said is something I knew already -- I guess I've picked up a lot of Yankees history along the way. We got to see where George Steinbrenner's luxury suite is, and we got to go by where the organist plays music during the game (it's a Hammond organ, if you care), and by the Voice of the Yankees's announcing station.

Then we went back down to the team store and they let us go. We did get "Yankee Stadium Tour" keychains, I guess to prove you went on the tour if you don't bring a camera. It was neat.

I took the subway back here, and got lost trying to walk back and ended up climbing Morningside Park, which suuuucked because it was so hot out and I didn't have a water bottle or anything. I was so happy to get back here... and then it started raining. Ugh. I think Nick and I are still going to go to Shea tonight anyway. Phillies! Mets! Phillies! Whee!

So yeah, I basically spent the last few hours working on my tour pictures so I'd just stay awake. I figure I'll go to sleep at a "normal" east coast time and hopefully reset my inner schedule that way, instead of napping today. Also, if you are a Yankees fan and you have not toured the stadium, you should! It's well worth the $14 just to sit in the dugout, in my opinion :) That was just a really cool experience.