John called a little while ago to see if I wanted to go to the Mets game tomorrow. I was like, ÿeah I can wear my Phillies jersey and Yankees visor, and get beat up" lol I suggested we could go to Baltimore to watch the Yanks instead, which we have done in the past. Last year when we went, we got great seats on the left field side, about 7 rows from the field. Melky was playing that day, so I got him to wave twice because I was screaming his name. From center, Bernie heard me and waved. I know Jeter heard me too, but you know how he is, always focused on the game. Some Orioles fan told me to stop because he had a hangover and a headache. Wrong thing to say lol. There were a bunch of other Yankee fans there too, so they were supportive and yelling too. Great day at the ballpark. Camden is beautiful, and I love how you can carry stuff in to eat. It's a lot less restrictive than at the Stadium. I had a few drinks earlier on, but John definitely got crushed that day. His ass slept the whole way home. We're thinking about driving to get there around 2pm tomorrrow and starting the boozefest early. =p Bout to go out, so I'll probably blog after we get back from the game tomorrow, unless I get ambitous and think of a great story to tell later when I get home. See ya.
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