So I went to a Braves game last night...let me just start by saying that I am not a sports person. Though I enjoy the social aspects of going to a game, hanging out with friends and the hotdog and beers that they sell for outrageous amounts of money, I haven't a CLUE how these games work. I like to watch tennis and women's basketball. I understand these two sports...somewhat. This is my friend, Emily, trying to school me on the finer nuances of Major League Baseball.
Now that I've given all of my sports disclaimers, there is something really exciting about living in a city that actually has a professional sports team where you can go and see the game for $5 on a Friday night, watch fireworks and do some seriously good people watching. This guy was my favorite. .
He had on this lovely straw hat, these very preppy white glasses and sat with his hands folded the entire time. I don't know if he was "all there" if you know what I mean, but I enjoyed that he could sit alongside the mulleted redneck pounding Budweisers screaming obscenities at the players and not seem out of place. The only bad thing that happened was that, when we went to purchase our beers, I was NOT asked for my ID. Audrey says that is because they only need to see 2 ids when one purchases beer, but I think she was just trying to make me feel better. I've only been 30 a week and already, the aging has begun...I saw wrinkles the other day..
So I went to a Braves game last night...let me just start by saying that I am not a sports person. Though I enjoy the social aspects of going to a game, hanging out with friends and the hotdog and beers that they sell for outrageous amounts of money, I haven't a CLUE how these games work. I like to watch tennis and women's basketball. I understand these two sports...somewhat. This is my friend, Emily, trying to school me on the finer nuances of Major League Baseball. 
Now that I've given all of my sports disclaimers, there is something really exciting about living in a city that actually has a professional sports team where you can go and see the game for $5 on a Friday night, watch fireworks and do some seriously good people watching. This guy was my favorite. .
He had on this lovely straw hat, these very preppy white glasses and sat with his hands folded the entire time. I don't know if he was "all there" if you know what I mean, but I enjoyed that he could sit alongside the mulleted redneck pounding Budweisers screaming obscenities at the players and not seem out of place. The only bad thing that happened was that, when we went to purchase our beers, I was NOT asked for my ID. Audrey says that is because they only need to see 2 ids when one purchases beer, but I think she was just trying to make me feel better. I've only been 30 a week and already, the aging has begun...I saw wrinkles the other day..
11 comments:
you're dressed too nice for a baseball game. that should have been lesson #1. before they even began telling you how the game was played.
As if I was going to trust 4 lesbians to teach me how to dress. C'mon MF, you should be able to figure that one out.
well you didn't mention it being a lesbian convention; only that you went to a baseball game.
Mary, I see no reason you should not wear your new uniform to a baseball game or anywhere else.
Isn't that the beauty of it?
Exactly, Tania...thank you for recognizing the beauty and practicality of "the uniform."
oh, but you're going to let tania teach you how to dress?!!
MF is always dressed for a baseball game.
yea silly us... who would think to wear jeans and casual clothing to a baseball game. what was I thinking??
t: screw you.
well, I went to the Atlanta Falcon's game today (Mary, that's football) in my company's suite and these two college girls came dressed in dresses and high heels. WTF?!!! And Lola begged begged begged me to buy her a $70 Michael Vick (Mary, that's the Falcon's All-Pro (meaning very good) quarterback (the guy who throws the ball)))) jersey. That's my girl!!!!
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