A day in the life of a fan

I just love how my weekend has been going so far. I had it all planned out and life reminded me who's boss. It sure as hell ain't me. My venture for today? ( I love how you can make anything a question by adding a question mark) I was going to see an Astros game. Not just any Astros game, but the one where they are commemorating Biggio for getting 3000 hits. They were giving away Biggio figurine to the first 10,000 people and Biggio t-shirts to the first 40,000 people. The greed in me was too great. I HAD to have both.

My plan... I was going to get there two and a half hours before the game. Surely, no one would be there that early. Well, I did expect a few people but I was definitely going to be one of those first 10,000 in the door. I had a movie placed on my iPhone to entertain me while I spent the day waiting for the door to open. I put on some dark shorts because I figure I would be sitting on the sidewalk waiting for my wonderful tokens of appreciation waiting for me inside. I had my checklist heading out the door. Ticket... check, iPhone... check, wallet... check. I was good to go.

So I pull up to my super secret parking are and sure enough, I had really good parking for free on the street. This was my reward for such a crappy day yesterday. There was even this nice breeze all morning long. Much too nice. I should have known better.

I walk up to the stadium and all I can see are people everywhere. And when I say "everywhere", I mean fucking EVERYWHERE. There were three separate lines wrapped around the stadium. I picked what looked like the shortest line even though were were literally standing in the middle of the street with cars driving past us. That's when I noticed the two other lines were even longer and wrapping about a block back in the sun. Hhmmm.... why would they be standing in the sun and in the longer lines when this one is much shorter. Something doesn't add up.

Then I realized the pattern to the lines. The longest line was the one closest to the stadium with the doors right in front of me. They went about two blocks back. Then the second longest line next to us wrapped around the stadium. SHIT.

Sure enough, my line not only wrapped around the stadium, but went to the very end of the other street where there were people at the other creating their own line. So not only did my line wrap around the building, but it merged in with another line.

So yeah, you guessed it. I didn't get the commemorative 3000 hit figurine, but I did get a t-shirt. Hell, they had 40,000 of them. The attendence for today's game was 43,000 so I could have not had to wait in line and probably would have gotten a freakin t-shirt anyways.

And then the stupid people around me. "Who are we playing anyways?" "Milwalkee, don't they suck?" No, you dumb ass, they are leading the central division right now. "Oh, I'm just going to E-bay mine anyway." Damn tard posers all around me. They weren't even real fans. They just came to get the figurine to sell.

Oh well, next time my ass is going to be there at 6:00 am to be damn sure I get my precious commemorative treasure. At least I got to see a really good game. They won 6-4 by the way.