- I wasn't freezing my butt off. It's really hard to focus on the sometimes anti climatic game of baseball when your nose feels like an ice block and the breeze feels like it's biting through your clothes. I am always amazed when I see people wearing tanks and shorts and trying to look all cute while I am wearing gloves and a double layer of shirts. I get cold easy and being cold sucks. It's a form of torture for me and if I am being tortured I am likely to care more about how soon I can leave then what is actually going on in the game.
- Our seats were awesome. Our April seats were close but these were close, at the perfect height and right beside home plate. We had a nice view of the entire stadium and the field. The guys didn't look like tiny little figurines that I should just ignore and I felt so close to the action that I really wanted to become interested in what was going on and follow the game. I even learned a little bit more about some of the rules.
- The game was actually exciting! Someone got out while trying to steal a base and the home team scored two home runs. One of which I missed while in the restroom changing into a warmer top (The chronically cold have to be prepared). The score actually got up to five which means there were five times in the game that there was some real action going on which is not often the case with baseball where it can go on and on forever and finish 1 to 0 with not much in between.