Rockies 4 Cardinals 3, or "Why you don't leave in the 6th Inning"

I have not been to a baseball game in years. Many years. So, when I won tickets to a Colorado Rockies game at work, I was pretty thrilled. It was about time for me to check out a professional sports game again, and free is such an agreeable price. I got to head over to Coors Field with the my three other lucky co-workers, and my first rude awakening were the seats. I knew that the semi-mythical cheap seats "rock pile" existed, but had never had the pleasure of sitting in these literal nose bleed seats.

I've been thinking about getting my glasses replaced, and after squinting at the tiny players, I really do believe it is time. I had to strain to make out what the score was! Of course, since the score was a solid 3-0 against the home team, it was kind of nice that I couldn't see the scoreboard very clearly.



While the company was pleasant, the group of screaming and yelling 6-year olds above us less so. My ears were ringing worse than a rock concert! I'll admit I was a bit shocked at their behavior, and this is coming from a person who taught English to a couple of really crazy kids. The children were running around, yelling, shouting, jumping up and down, and generally being very loud, and super obnoxious. We just couldn't believe that the chaperons made no attempt to quite these kids down, or to discipline them in the slightest.

With the Rockies stinking up the diamond, and the kids stinking up the stands, we made our exit around the end of the 6th inning. I came home, fully expecting to blog about another pathetic loss at Coors Field only to check the score and see a miraculous comeback with four runs scored in the eighth inning.

Oops.

Well, at least the night wasn't a total wash, I did get a nice panorama of the stadium, and while we were walking around downtown, my little group saw the coolest Jeep, painted up like the jeeps in Jurassic Park!