From last night's game:
A passing storm, yes, but one that makes it look like if our Season Ticket Fridays were a studio-shot TV show, this would be the "Haunted Yankee Game" episode, and the Dark and Stormy Night backdrop would be called in from the set designers. There'd be castle thunder, and something zany would happen, like my hot dog gets struck by lightning, but not before Dracula and a Werewolf, sitting in our row, of course, make fun of my journal, and the studio audience "awws" sympathetically. Or Steph says something about it not being that bad, rain-wise and when she closes her umbrella, a random beer vendor suddenly tosses a bucket of water on her, mistaking her bag of popcorn for a fire or something.
None of that did happen last night, and the Yanks rallied and won and we stayed dry, and we suddenly have a new hipster friend in our section, and we had mini cupcakes for Jen's birthday, and it's "Farm for my meals," not "Fight for my meals" in "Baba O'Riley," and stuff like that.
But if Dracula and a Werewolf did mock my journal, I'd make sure to toss a random bucket of water on them. And the studio audience would cheer with zeal. You could bet your ass on that.
