So I go to the park at about 4:40...we get to the train station and we find we forgot the tickets...tough luck, and so we go back home to get them...go to lisle, and we get to Union Station around 5:40. I meet my father up there, and we shortly leave. Its 94 where I live and 91 in Chi-town. We get to the cell, park it and I go to get autographs while my brothers (on the Longshots traveling team) go on the field to walk around. Kinda cheesy how they do that stuff...so I'm sitting there and I spy with my little eye who I thought to be Minny Minoso... I'm like hey, Min, over here bud! He's like I'm Jessie White. So then I get his autograph on my already crappy Josh Paul autographed ball...get Jon Garland to sign my card, and then I see Ozzie...before this all happened though, Jimmy Rollins personally took one autograph for this little kid who was politely waiting for him. It was real cute, and made me feel good inside. and so I go back to my seats, and as I go back, my boss is throwing out the first pitch, Tony Nitti (president of DGYB Youth Baseball, South League) and found that was real cool. I sat down, watched the game, had the following to eat ( to JimH and quickman)
-2 mt. dews
-1 grape gatorade
-left over nachos which I took from someone who offered
-peanuts (full bag)
-2 koscher hot dogs
Filled out my ballots, about 40 or so of them, so I've filled about 70 out...I voted for 1 CUB...Ramirez, just because I hate all other NL 3b...and I wrote in about 70 votes for Uribe... other UT's...
Here I am now, and it was a great night.