The St. Louis Cardinals game was memorable for lots of reasons. We had the most amazing seats we have ever had for a baseball game because my mom spent a small fortune to buy them for Lee for Chanukah. She bought the tickets just after the Cardinals won the World Series and really wanted him to have something special. Nothing makes Lee happier than baseball. (Well, nothing I'd want to blog about. *grin*)
There was no batting practice that day because it was Father's Day and the players were walking in with their kids. It was adorable to see all of these MLB players holding their kids hands, carrying them or watching the teens separate themselves while the dads tried to hold on for just one more moment of childhood.
Unfortunately, the day was a prime example of the brutal, humid, summer days that St. Louis can experience. It was 100 degrees outside and probably 60% humidity. Our amazing seats were in the bright sunshine. Normally, that is a total blessing and wonder, but today it was like being in an oven (or steamer). The stadium was giving away free water and ice and we made countless runs to the First Aid tent to get both.
We had a dinner for my mom's 50th birthday planned. We didn't think it would be a problem to get to the dinner because the game was in the afternoon and the dinner was in the evening. At the bottom of the 9th, the Cardinals were up 3-2 with two strikes. I was certain that the Cardinals pitcher had this in the bag, so I put on my purse and gathered our things. Instead, the Royals batter got a hit and the Royals ended up tying the game. The kids both blamed me for putting on my purse. They were certain that putting on my purse shifted the cosmic balance just enough that we were being taught a lesson. From then on, whenever the game was tight and the kids were ready to go home, they would turn to me and say, "Mom, DO NOT put on your purse!"
We had to leave after the 13th inning so that we could get showers (which we desperately needed) for my mom's birthday dinner. The game ended up going to 15 innings.
St. Louis has a beautiful field and a gorgeous stadium. We would like to go back to St. Louis in the spring or fall when it's not so brutally hot and humid.
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