Last night anne marie and I went to a San Francisco Giants game. It was a work outing through her firm. It was my very first baseball game. I tried to maximize my baseball experience… I had three $8 beers, two $5 hotdogs, and a $3 (small) bag of peanuts. It was fun, I actually had a really good time.
There were a few things I was expecting to see, and didn’t. They don’t have guys walking the isles selling beer. I didn’t see any vendors hucking peanuts into the croud, and there was virtually no organ playing. That was a big dissapointment.
Ironically we (SF) were playing Arizona (my recently former home). We killed ’em!
Yea they don’t throw the nuts like they would in the moves..lawsuit. You forgot about the $$ for parking which can cost you a beer. But all in all I have found that spending time at an American Past-time tradition is a good way to just take in the day.