Good ol’ Cubs

Minute Maid Park

Erin and Kylie enjoying the game

Last Monday night I pulled out my 1980’s polyester Cubs jersey from the back of my closet and headed into the city. We went with a bunch of friends to the ASTROS vs. CUBS game at Minute-Maid Park. It was NASA night so we got $5.00 tickets; they were in the nosebleed section, but still not bad seats. We almost got bull pin seats, but figured on one of us would be running Erin down the corridors most of the game.

One of the female astronauts sang the National Anthem and was very good. Then the shuttle crew threw out the first pitch, lets just say they were blessed with brains and not athletic ability. I have converted to being an astros fan (We’ll be living down the street from Brandon Backe)…until the Cubs come to town. Must be something in our Midwest blood that we still root for our beloved underdogs. And I was not the only one; Houston is made up of northern transplants. One day we’ll take over and Houston will become the new Minneapolis - minus the bitter winters and lilac trees.

I was so surprised that Erin sat through most of the game. The first hour she was just overwhelmed with all the people and the sounds. She lasted until the fourth inning before I took her out to get a funnel cake. While we were out we ran into the Astros mascot - a large non-ferocious looking bunny. Nothing says we’re going to pummel your team into the ground like Peter Cotton Tail hopping down the first base line.

Erin and I made it back to our seats for the fifth inning on. We had to keep an eye on her because she kept trying to drop animal crackers down the g-string of the scantily clad dressed woman in front of us. The woman kept turning around and at us and all I wanted to say was “Dude, we would have a problem if you decided to wear clothes in public”. But then again baseball games always attract the interesting people.

The Cubs ended up wining 3-0 (Ya!) and the game was over by 10p.m., perfect for the little ones.

Here are the pics....