After one of the best baseball experiences of my life, I woke up refreshed and ready to see some more ball. After running 2 miles in just under 20 minutes, or ‘way too fast’, according to my dad, we went to Starbucks, and I got a Orange Crème Coffee Cake, and an orange juice.
Searching for something to do, me and my dad turned on the TV, and there was a promotion for the Taste of Chicago. Cool! After a 25 or so minute walk, we were there. The Taste of Chicago is supposed to attract about 3.5 million people over about a week, and generate about $23.5 million in revenue. I was thoroughly impressed. There must have been 350 booths all with a unique taste of Chicago. Trust me. I tried a lot of food. A Sloppy Joe, a butter dipped, cajun spiced corn-on-the-cob, and a deep-dish pizza. On the way back to the hotel, we saw a human-statue. His awkward whistling and quirky movements sprung just three words in to my dad’s mouth. “Get an education.”
Back at the hotel, we hung around for a while, and decided to get to the game in time for the gates to open, for batting practice. A funny thing about U.S. Cellular Field: you need a ticket to even access a level. If you do not have a ticket to the 100 level, you do not see that level whatsoever, due to the configuration of the park. So, we thought that we could grab a bite to eat in a nearby restaurant, but no such luck. Another funny thing about U.S. Cellular Field: it is in the middle of nowhere! So, we grabbed a bite to eat inside the park.
About 30 minutes before the game, the ads started. Okay, let’s hear the sponsors of the White Sox, shall we? 20 minutes later, the ads finish. Those were the most horribly boring 20 minutes I have ever had at a ballpark. I did not want to hear what the preferred limo service of the Chicago White Sox is. Before the game, more specifically, after the Star Spangled Banner, the fireworks went off. Awkward, considering the White Sox are below .500, and they really have nothing special going on.
During the first little while of the game, more specifically, the first 7.2 innings, Buehrle was on fire. Constant “RE-SIGN BUEHRLE” chants rung out from the grandstands. When Ozzie Guillen decided to give him the hook, the fans erupted, and so did the game, for the worse. After taking Buerhle out of the game, the White Sox’s defence fell apart, and their bullpen did very little to reinforce the 3 run lead that they were given.
On the way back to the hotel, I had my first taste of Chicago public transit, save a few cabs. The train that we took back was packed. Absolutely packed. People’s personal space shrunk to the size of their skin. If they did not like it, there would be another train arriving shortly.
However, the facility of U.S. Cellular Field is outstanding. Hands down. Maybe next time you can win, White Sox.
Abonohu te:
Posto komente (Atom)
2 komente:
Wait I dont get it did you go to BP or no? how were the seats? That taste of Chicago thing sounds so cool. I guess US Cellular is no Wrigley but it still sounds like you had a good time.
Greg G.. not the other greg who is your brother lol
it is impossible to get into BP. you just can't. I am having an aweomse time. I got a ball at Comerica. Peralta!
Posto një koment