The only bad part about it was that two very loud, very vulgar, undereducated individuals sat two or three rows behind us. They took the liberty of educating our entire section at the top of their lungs about how vastly superior the Indians played in comparison to the Mariners, using an extensive vocabulary of profanities and explicatives. When Logan (currently age 4) turned around to look at them, then turned to me to ask what it was they were yelling, they thought it was comical, and even took it up a notch. To these two clowns, I say "You are LAME!!!"
You know, I really think there are around 2-5% of individuals over age 30 that should have to take a class on how to behave like an adult, because they clearly weren't taught by their parents. Cheering for (or even against) the home team is fine, and I'm all for free-speech, but come on, have a little class. Show some respect for those around you!Anyway, enough of that. After the show, there was a massive fireworks display, bigger than most 4th of July shows that I've seen.
Andrew loved it, and was amazed at how the fireworks could be choreographed with music.

2 comments:
I would LOVE it if you ended up cheering on the Mariners next year! I'm keeping my fingers crossed! Sorry you had such lame people behind you at the game. That always spoils it a little.
I have been to a Mariners game. I am hoping that you do not cheer for the Mariners. :D But, Washington is a great place. There are a lot worse places that you could end up. And you have some pretty great friends already there, so that is a plus too. I am still hoping that you can cheer for the Utah Buzz or whatever their name is. Ha Ha
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