Take Me Out to the Ballgame
I suppose it's sad that I was able to easily get a ticket to yesterday's Washington Nationals home opener. But then, wouldn't it be sadder if I hadn't been able to? For me, anyway?
I was out of the country for last year's stadium debut and so vowed to be there this season. Being a natural procrastinator, I never did buy a ticket. I suspected that the marketplace would provide.
And so it did. I ignored the shouts of "Who needs tickets?" and "Got two! Got two!" as I emerged from the Metro and went straight to the box office/will call. Huge line, so I bit when the first person walked by asking if anyone needed a ticket. Face value, 60 bucks.
It's always a bit risky buying, or indeed selling, tickets like that. I'm not thinking about the legality of scalping. I'm thinking that either one of us could have been a jerk and then we would have been sitting next to each other for the next nine innings. But this was a nice section about eight rows back along the third-base line. If I'd been a bit quicker I might have snagged a T-shirt thrown into the crowd by a Nationals girl.
And so the Nats start the season 0 and 7. It's all about the pitching, isn't it? It's either prescient or entirely coincidental that this particular lyric happened to be on the DiamondVision screen when I snapped it during the seventh-inning stretch:
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