My FIRST Yankee game! Wow, Yankee Stadium sure is beautiful! I just got back from my very first Yankee game, which was awesome. Now, its no Shea Stadium (delightful in its own way), but when I realized that Babe Ruth, Roger Maris, Phil Rizzuto, and all the many other legends of the games that were Yankees had played right in that stadium, I felt very happy to finally be there.
So the Yankees killed the Boston Red Sox, who never had a chance. Derek Jeter hit a Grand Slam in like the second inning. The Sox never scored... well, unless you count that one run in the last inning, but most of the fans had left the inning or two before. I stayed, of course, being the true baseball fan that I am.
Actually, it was seven innings of quality, American baseball PLUS two innings of random fighting in the stands! I couldn;t believe how many things got thrown and how many incidents there were. Ths one white kid fell down three steps onto this poor little black girl's lap! He was pulled up off of her buy the girl's dad, who was not amused at all. Soda spilled all over the girl. The guy got up and stumbled back up the bleachers, complete with blood running out of his nose.
Across the stadium, but still in the Tier Reserved section where I was sitting, a drunk fan jumped from one section down to the next one, bouncing off of, and finally landing on, several fans. What a mess! That never happens at Shea!
I got the tickets for free today, which was nice, from my boss, who got complimentary tickets from Coca-Cola and then couldn't go. Yeah, ticketS, with an 'S.' I got three. Too bad I ended up going alone after an hour IMing down my buddylist and calling everyone whose numbers I had (and some I looked up). That really sucked, though, although just going was good enough for me.
But, its amazing how I couldn't give away two FREE TICKETS to a Yankee game -- in New York City!!! Oh well, at least Bart bought me a hot dog, which was really nice and totally unexpected. i also got about half a pretzel, also very nice of him.
I think it was an accomplishment to only be yelled at twice because I was wearing all Mets apparel to Yankee stadium. The Boston fans in attendance (there seemed to be quite a few) got it much worse -- whole sections booed and yelled obscenities (and in some cases, threw garbage at them) as they walked to and from their seats.
I saw one incident with my trusty binoculars that happened two or three secitons to the right (towards home plate) where a whole section of fans cleared out because two or three drunk(?) Yankee fans were throwing anything they could find (beer, beer cups, pretzels, porpcorn, hot dogs, etc) at these two Sox fans, who seemed to be minding their business. Oh well, sucks for them. I think that Yankee Stadium may always have as many police officers at games as the Mets do when John Rocker comes into town! (which is a lot!)
Tonight not only marks my first Yankee game, but also my first trip (by subway or otherwise) north of 125th Street in Manhattan and also my first trip to the Bronx (not counting the Bronx Zoo trips of year's past!). And I didin't get killed or robbed! Hell yeah!
That is all for now! (I can't wait for July 8th -- I have Mets-Yanks Subway Series tickets at Yankee Stadium!)