1. Off to the Rangers game. Two hour rain delay. The announcer came on
and asked that everyone go to the lower level due to the expected high
winds, rain, and hail. Being the defiant lads that we are, we chose to
watch the storm roll in from the top of the Ballpark. It rained a
little, no big deal. Then the rain quickly turned to hail. We ran for
cover and along the way Justin was pelted in the head with the lima-
bean (yes, lima bean) sized hail. We take shelter behind a Rangers
merchandise booth downwind from the monsoon and the gusts of wind are
so strong that Justin, myself, and the poor teenage shirt seller were
having to hold the booth from blowing over or rolling away. Quite fun.
2. On the complete opposite side of the field a chant was started that
caught our attention: "Throw her out! Throw her out!" After some minor
shuffling they indeed did throw her out. Not nearly as dramatic as the
first incident, but it was entertaining.
3. The Rangers beat the Yankees and finally wrapped up the game at
12:30 am. Fun game to be at.
4. The hit and run. We are leaving and in stop and go traffic for some
time and we finally pull up to the last stop light on the road and
BAM! The homeboys behind us slam in to Justin's car. I got out of the
car and they insisted that the damage wasn't much of anything. We were
pulling off the road to exchange info and they took off. Crazy! We
gave the license plate to the police when they came. Hopefully they
find the jerk.
4. A suspect woman asked us for a cigarette while we were airing up a
tire and trying to avoid further catastrophe. You know...the kind of
creepy ladies that walk around in the rain in mini-skirts at 2am.
Another odd occurrnce in an exciting evening.
Now we are driving home in the next storm with sore necks due to hit
and run guy.
Evening: documented.
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