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  1. Tuesday, October 11, 2016

    yeah i was at game three in frisco last night, who’s asking? 


    got the ticket off stubhub for $170 as did this young guy who works at pebble beach, originally from arlington heights


    i was nervous it was gonna be a boring pitching duel. Madbum has crazy numbers in the playoffs. plus he’s always mad about everything. but as i sat up there in the chilly crisp air i thought, what if he’s actually just super sad that the Cubs havent won the world series in over a century?


    and i also thought how worthless the scoreboard is at AT&T. it was my first visit to the park


    they did a good job decorating it and making it “the scene”. lots of weird angles and faux antique touches. the irony of tearing down actual old buildings to develop new buildings that you spend millions on to look old was not lost in me. and when i asked a very loud Giants fan in front of me what he thought about our weird trend, he showed me his faux rings


    he was there with his daughter and her friend and we were all cracking up when out of the blue he’s utter a school girl cheer on like Ball 1:

    G-double-O D E-Y-E

    and he’d punch the sky with the orange rag they gave to all the fans as we entered.


    no seriously, they called it a Rag


    sat next to these two dudes from the Castro who were fun too. one of them was keeping score, the other works at Apple. Everyone was cool except for this old guy in front of us who kept looking back trying to give me dirty looks because me and the golf guy were talking about every little detail of Pebble.

    Greens Fees for 18 holes: $500-700
    Caddy: $80 + tip
    Cart: $40 unless you’re staying at the resort
    Resort room: $600-$800 a night
    And you have to stay at the Resort for a min of 2 days if you want a guaranteed tee time.

    The Cubs at that time were knocking their boy Mad Bum around and Jake Arietta had pulled a 3 run homer and things were looking dire for the home team.

    Finally i told the old man when he looked at me again, “it seems like we are bothering you?”

    “I thought we were here to talk BASEBALL!” he growled.

    I said, “we can talk baseball if you really want”, and tipped my beer to the dumbass scoreboard.

    He took a little walk.


    There was no shortage of bunting or drama. The Giants ended up with the lead somehow and then in the top of the 9th pretty boy MVP Kris Bryant just barely cleared the Chevron ad in left tying up the game and leaving me hoarse from screaming in the suddenly silent stadium.

    The game went 13 innings. Some batboy pinchhitter drove a long double to center off Mike Montgomery who had been in since the 10th. And it was a long walk to Market Street to the 5 Fulton back up to the Panhandle.

    Gonna make that old man super pissed tonight. I’m in the same exact seat.