The Night I Had a Little Bit of Fun
Monday, October 17, 2011 at 9:46PM On a beautiful evening in Arlington, Texas last weekend I was able to experience a priceless event...
The Texas Rangers clinched the League Series in Game Six and for the second straight year this team is bound for the World Series.
I watched the first five games at home, and they were nail-biters, each one. There were tie games played into extra innings. There were close (one and two-run) games. And then there was Game Six.
Do I even have words to describe it? Well, yes. Yes, I do.
I was able to go because Mike is amazing. He told me I should go, and stayed home to watch the kids while I traipsed to the ballpark with a friend for an unforgettable night. We arrived very early, and did not have a problem finding parking and entering the stadium. Considering the 51,508 fellow attendees, that could have proven quite a feat.
We grabbed a bite (Actually, sandwiches that were as big as our heads. Yes, I ate all of mine.) and then had plenty of time to find our seats. I can honestly say that I was about as excited and anxious as I ever have been while waiting for the first pitch. To calm me down they decided to have the most wonderful rendition I have ever heard of the National Anthem played before the game.
Jack Ingram's beautiful performance was the perfect start to the game.
And once it was gametime, the stands were FULL and we were ready for Texas to finish the series off. We had no idea what was in store.
Derek Holland, who has spent months trying hard to grow his mustache out as well as mine, gave up home runs in both the first and second innings. They were solo homers, so only two runs were on the board, but they were both in Detroit's row. This made me nervous.
Then there was the third inning. Or the middle third of the entire game, however you want to say it. Detroit pitcher after Detroit pitcher gave up hits and walked Rangers, pitcher after pitcher came in and then left the mound. When it was all said and done the Rangers had done more than even the score...
They had pulled ahead a little bit.
Holland gave up a couple more hits, and the Rangers' bullpen took over. These guys were lights out. (Ha! I love talking baseball lingo!) (To be accurate, I should say they gave up one more home run. So, almost lights out.)
And the Texas offense wasn't done yet, either. While 9-2 was pretty amazing, 15-4 was just plain wild.
Miguel Cabrera, a formidable opponent, homered once more, making it 15-5, but the Rangers held off the Tigers for the remaining inning and a half, in order to win the series and stake their claim on a second trip to the Championship games.
There was jumping and screaming and waving and fist pumping. The Rangers were acting crazy too.
By the end of the night I was as giddy as a little girl visiting F.A.O. Schwarz for the first time and I sounded like Kathleen Turner. Somehow those two images seem strange together, but facts are facts. I had cheered for my team so enthusiastically that my voice had taken on a deep and resonant tone. This didn't stop me from screaming some more, though, so by the time I got home I had practically lost my voice.
Fireworks and confetti...
awards and trophies.
From the ALCS
to the World Series
we want to go all the way, baby!
Reader Comments (4)
Yay! How fun! I don't know any baseball lingo so that's the best I can do. So glad you got to go.
That looks like SO much fun! And I love that confetti rained down.
I'm seriously SO jealous. I've never been to a ballgame that was that exciting. Or that included confetti.
However, I have multiple times made it on the nights they have the dogs come out that do tricks. Not like talk or bake muffins or anything, but that catch Frisbees very quickly and while jumping.
Great pictures, great memories. Glad you got to go!
I was in a crazy loud sports bar last night during the world series and I thought of you and how I still want to experience my own confetti moment!