The Wife's birthday was last Wednesday, and as part of her ongoing birthday celebration, she asked for really good seats at a Giants game. I found some front-rowers, right behind the Giants' dugout, on StubHub. Paid about 20% over face, which doesn't seem ridiculous.
To give you an idea, this is what the end of every inning looked like for us (every inning Zito pitched, anyway):
Yeah, freaky, huh? We were like right on top of them.
Not sure who Freddy Sanchez was talking to here, but let's hope it involved either fish or how far out of the strike zone that pitch was.
The Wife has a little thing for Ryan Garko, I think because he sort of looks like Mark Ruffalo. Sorry for the sideways picture; she couldn't get him to turn around and look at her. I guess lifting your shirt doesn't have the same effect it used to. KIDDING.
Anyway, great game, beautiful day, Giants won 4-2. How fucking lucky am I to have a wife that asks for front row tickets to a baseball game for her birthday?
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