Two nights ago Bossy and her husband got free tickets to see their hometown baseball team because Bossy knows a certain someone she likes to call The Architect Of The Entire Ballpark. For security purposes the baseball team shall remain nameless, but it rhymes with Willies. So straight from
another day on the couch work, Bossy and her husband drove downtown:
The walk to the stadium was so exciting and really lucky because two of the actual baseball players were walking directly in front of Bossy:
Within no time Bossy and her husband could smell roasted peanuts and hear the din of the announcements and see the reflective metal of the security checkpoint. Just like the olden days:
The first thing Bossy did was get in line for her dinner:
Then Bossy and her husband found their seats. Which were in the dugout:
Bossy doesn’t want to rub it in, but all she’s saying is Pulled Pork Barbeque sandwich, coleslaw, baked beans, and two pounds of sweet peppers.
The Willies took the field. It was a sold-out crowd:
Then blah blah blah Chase Utley got up to bat.
And then the game got exciting. First we scored a run:
And then another run:
And then Bossy got a little distracted:
Luckily Bossy became intrigued with a couple of guys sitting two rows in front of her:
Bossy was intrigued because they acted just like this, talking and giggling through every pitch.
Yeah. Did Bossy say intrigued? She may have taken a few more pictures:
So why was Bossy less
intrigued obsessed amused by these two?
And then the Willies hit another run and another run!
And this is when they hit a homerun!
And then ball strike swing run out who cares because Oh My Gah They Stood Up.
And this is the part when Bossy and her husband moved to a couple of empty seats even closer to
athlete ass the action:
Two guys talking and giggling who? Oh them. Bossy didn’t mind that she couldn’t see those guys anymore because Bossy became curious about this guy who kept standing up and turning in full circles and shaking a million hands and she thought he looked familiar:
Bossy and her husband ate peanuts and drank more beer and way too soon it was all over. The game? Oh, we won:
And then Bossy and her husband drove home and got romantic, the way you do after Crab Fries.