A Tuesday night game... with Free Infield Bobbleheads!
The last time we randomly went to a game, the ticket office gave us two tickets for the price of one. No such luck on Tuesday, especially since the stadium was almost sold out. And I even did something that few DeShields have ever dared to attempt in the past - I paid for parking. Cause $10 is such a deal compared to $15. Okay, it's still a rip off, but now at least it feels like I got a kiss on the back of the head afterwards.
Alas, most of the excitement came from free chachkees. Two for one golf in Palm Springs!
CRAP. As I write this, the clock's struck 12:01am, so my Wingstop and Subway offers both expired. There's truly nothing more expensive in this world... than regret.
The game was a solid pitchers' duel, though I had to listen to the last two innings since SOMEBODY had to go to bed. (lame). Fortunately, I had DAD and three of my mini neck-impaired best friends to keep me company.
(And yes, we already had a Dolph label)