It's sooooooooo obvious! Watching the Beavs hit that ball, run those bases, and field those balls...seeing a Beaver Baseball game is well-worth the $10 admission price. Plus, those guys look pretty darned beautimous in their uniforms, something this mid-40's woman appreciates! One thing was missing, however...music. After seeing 25+ years' worth of Beaver basketball and football, the "quietness" of a baseball game made me feel a little antsy. However, going to the game with a couple of good friends made the event more fun. The plan? More baseball!
Now, the issue of beer, or lack of, and baseball. Sitting out on a warm Spring day in Oregon is such a treat. This particular game was on Friday, after a long day at work...and beer just really seemed the best route, especially with the relaxed mood of the ballgame. Somehow, I knew none would be available at the game, so I went over to Russ' Day and Night Market (that's what it was called when I was a student at OSU...I have no idea what it is now. But, there were 3 folks from South Korea manning the check-out...and only 1 spoke English, which was interesting, as the first gal at the till charged me $8.99 for my $5.99 six-pack of Henry's) and bought some out of the cooler. When I got in the car, I immediately stashed 2 bottles in the middle zippered section of my purse, which I rarely carry, except for times like this, and went to meet up with my hubby and our friends. Sure enough, no beer for sale at the game. So, after sitting down, I showed my friend, Carnivorous Hippy, my stash. I thought she'd say something like, "Ooo....gimme, gimme." Instead, she said, "You're going to get us in trouble!" What a nerd, wink, wink. The Beavs were in such good form that the entire crowd was focused on the game as I sipped that sweet Hefeweizen down during play action.