Monday, June 4, 2012

Day 4: New York










Day 4: New York

Quote of the day:

What did the search committee decide? Not to search?

(Interim commissioner Bug Selig will become the full-time commissioner)

Weather: Rain, heavy at times, overcast, intermittent sun, mild breezes except in the air tunnel they call left field at Citi Field, mid-60s

Pics: Tarp action at Citi Field, view from our seats behind first base, blue skies exist in NY, in the LaGuardia jet path, Flushing Meadows Chinatown and New Imperial Palace

Unbelievably (to THB, though THB is not actually thinking or registering much of anything), get up and go to FCtr, breakfast of coffee, half a cookie and half a muffin. Ahhhh, there’s nothing like the smell of rain in the morning or the view of rain from THB’s hotel room. Actually, there is something like it: the smell and view from LHB’s room. Same-same, not different.

Regardless, we hit the metro to hook up with Bob K at the game. As we enter Citi Field, the grounds crew is collecting and removing the tarp (since it appears to raining lightly, at first we thought they were putting the tarp ON the field). Lunch of Shake Shack shakes and a shared brewski (who sez we can make good decisions with baseball dead brains?), $27.

The seats, at only $75/ticket, are way better than last night, we can actually see 95% of the field and there is not a stiff breeze blowing on our necks the entire game. Also, game is pretty exciting, with Mets coming back, losing the lead, almost tying it up, most of action in the last 3 innings. Cardinals manage a victory, the only game in the set of four where they scored more than one run (well, they didn’t score in two of the games, made it tough to win those). Published attendance: 25k; THB published number: 15k (there are no bagpipers wearing orange t-shirts to pad the count today).

Oh, and partway through the game the sun comes out (please look at pic for verification).

LHB heads back to town and Bob and THB move down one subway stop to Flushing Meadows Chinatown for an early dinner at the New Imperial Palace (Bob makes the finding of the restaurant so convoluted THB now thinks he is in Queens…maybe he is in Queens, THB wouldn’t know, having to unconvolute on a diet of shakes and beers). Soup, scallops, chicken with cashews, beers, Bob treats (quite a guy, also he’s reciprocating for THB treating whenever the last time that they had dinner together).

Subway back, 7 and A are far less crowded in rush hour than on Sunday between 11 and midnight. Hmmm….

Now to watch the Phillies play the Dodgers in the rain and gloat about how THB and LHB and Bob K had a gorgeous afternoon at the ballpark.

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