At the game last night, we left in the 8th inning. I don't approve of leaving early, but it keeps Diana happy.
It was a frustrating evening because the Houston Astro fans outnumbered the Texas Ranger fans. The Rangers lost 4-2, but as badly as they were playing, it probably should have been 14-2. Anyway, we slipped out at the start of the 8th. After quick restroom stops, we made the long trek out to the truck. Getting in, I realized I didn't have my phone. Aaarrrggghhh! It was in the cupholder at my seat in the ballpark. I had to go all the way back to the gate. They called Guest Services, but since the people there weren't answering, they let me back in to check on it. It wasn't there. I asked the people sitting beside us, but they hadn't seen it. Guest services is near our section - I had gone there back in April to give them a wallet I found, so I knew where it was. And they had my phone! Yay! They said they usually get 10-12 lost phones a night, but on this night, mine was the only one.
A baseball question... Why don't people know to stand up at the 7th inning stretch anymore? Ninety percent of my section doesn't stand up. WTF? They need the announcer to add to his script a request for people to stand up. He doesn't, because it's been common knowledge for decades that you stand and stretch in the middle of the 7th inning while they play "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" or "Cotton-eyed Joe". I guess it's not common knowledge anymore. At least not in Texas, where true baseball fans are outnumbered a zillion to one by the heavy drinking football fans. In 1988, Mitch "Wild Thing" Williams was traded from the Texas Rangers to the Chicago Cubs. A reporter asked him the following spring about the difference between the Ranger fans and the Cub fans. His response: "The Cubs have fans."
A guy sitting behind us at the game decided he wanted to start the wave. As soon as I heard him asking people to help, I put my head in my hands and wept while Diana laughed. I hate the wave. He actually tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I wanted to help him start it. I declined. Diana told him that he was asking the wrong person. He asked why, so I said, "Real baseball fans don't do the wave." He was taken aback, and didn't talk to me anymore. He tried starting the wave, but the idiot waited until after the third out in an inning, so it failed miserably. (yay).
When I looked around during the 7th inning stretch, he was sitting... like almost all the others. I just shook my head in disgust.
He's probably the good samaritan who turned in my phone. lol.
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