I don't even know where to start and I'm utterly exhausted -- have had hardly any sleep the last couple of nights, what with hotel beds and excitement and getting back from the ballpark at midnight -- so this post WILL be incoherent, I promise. But anyway...here I am in Atlanta with Bethie, and last night was my first MLB game ever. It was wonderfully overwhelming from the moment we left the hotel via shuttle to the airport, where we caught the MARTA to the Atlanta Underground, where we ate lunch at a 50s-style diner, then caught another shuttle to Turner Field. We walked in and the place was awesome. Just huge. We got there early to watch BP, and our guys were too much fun to watch with all their stretches and running around and clobbering balls all over the field and into the stands. And of course, so many of them are so pretty. Faith loves eye candy. Then Beckett pitched and did a bomb-ass job, Papi hit a home run (which put a huge smile on my face, as I was wearing a Papi shirt), and My Little Guy came out to pinch hit late in the game and hey, at least he advanced the runner. We were up 4-0 in the top of the ninth and were exhausted (and I was in pain with my back, and way overheated), so headed out to the shuttle just as Paps came in to pitch. We heard him give up that HR, but I remained optimistic, and my instincts were correct. Our boys rocked, all in all. It was beyond hot (for a NIGHT game!) and I'm horribly tired today, but it was so worth it, and we're doing it all over again today and tomorrow.
One thing I realized last night: I have been so spoiled by watching games on TV and using Gameday as a crutch to keep me up to speed if I have a momentary attention lapse. Last night I can't tell y'all how many times I lost the trajectory of the ball, or was busy watching one thing on the field only to miss something else that happened at the same time -- watching where the ball went and missed the baserunning, for example -- and of course if I looked at the Jumbotron or the pitch count the same thing happened too. So it was a really DIFFERENT way to watch the game, but now I'll know to adjust for it the rest of the weekend.
Okay, I've rambled long enough. Please excuse the lack of LJ cut -- mouse-on-keyboard is my nemesis and I feel pretty accomplished for even being able to make this post!