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It’s the bottom of the 9th, 2 outs and…

March 31, 2008

When Opening Day is at night is it called Opening Night? Cuz that just seems wrong somehow.

No matter what it’s called, when Opening Day? Night? Day? Night is christening a new stadium it’s absolutely amazing. Recall last year when I made it clear that every single American, alien and unborn child should attend an Opening Day at least once in their lifetime? Well I now add to that must do: Attend Opening Day at a shiny, new stadium as well!

I was a fan of RFK, it had history, it had character and well, it was a piece of crap. But it was OUR piece of crap…in fact it was MY piece of crap because what RFK did better than any ball park I’ve ever been to in my lifetime was invoke a sense of prideful ownership. Much like a high schooler would feel about Dad’s hand-me-down 1978 wood-panel station wagon–Don’t knock it! It runs, it’s mine and therefore it’s awesome.

Now forget all of that. Shiny! New! Pretty! Green! Food! Neon! Lights! Concourses wide enough for two people to pass each other without gaining any intimate knowledge!


And unlike Opening Day at RFK last year with Buggie and Laura, it did not take me an ungodly amount of time to wade through the food lines and come out with a lovely Ben’s Original Half Smoke, dondscf0103.jpge up “All The Way”. Nay, the only line I really had to stand in was that for the ATM and then only to find out that many a food vendor take charge cards! Oh glorious day! This girl is going to be lovin’ some National’s Park this year.

With Teddy up to his usual antics and lines for Curly W pretzels, Giffords hot cocoa, Mayorga coffee, and helmet sundaes moving at a better-than-expected-pace (especially for there being 40,000 people in the house) people were happy–even when said helmet sundaes were supporting other MLB teams. This girl spied, Phillies, Diamondbacks and Rangers’ sundaes last night. But considering my ire for RFK’s lack of such wonderful treats, I didn’t mind the errant logos. No, you can all expect a full report on the new park’s take on this stadium staple in the near, and warmer future.

So it’s the bottom of the 9th, two outs and while the bases weren’t loaded, it was the inaugural MLB game and Opening Day for a brand-spanking new stadium. Ryan  Zimmerman was at the plate…and, well, the only logical conclusion can apply…


Thanks to Liz for procuring the tickets, especially when Bug, Laura, Frank and I were so woefully unsuccessful. Thanks also to Bug for being so studious and prone to procrastination and to my family for exiting Sunday’s kitchen renovations in such a timely manner so that I actually could go to this game. XOXO.

4 Comments leave one →
  1. March 31, 2008 7:41 pm

    You probably expected this, but even if it goes without saying…

    RFK is our piece of crap. We just let the Nationals borrow it for awhile.

  2. April 1, 2008 12:04 am

    The new stadium looks pretty sweet. Definetly going to check it out this season.

  3. April 1, 2008 6:39 am

    I’m glad they allow hot fudge on the helmet sundaes here- no supposed risk of melting like at crummy Shea. And you can choose your toppings! I heart helmet sundaes (even in helmets with the wrong logos).

  4. April 3, 2008 7:17 pm

    Such a great night! Thanks for the use of your blanket.

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