Stitch n Pitch

Stitch and Pitch started off on the wrong foot. I got rerouted on the CTA and was pretty fume-y by the time I got to the ballpark. I was extra happy to have my sock with me to help me knit out some frustration. Then I got in line to redeem my hot dog combo (part of the stitch n pitch deal) and I chose the line behind the grandma with a jillion kids to shop for without knowing what they wanted. I finally got to my seat and the White Sox were already 3 runs behind. Things didn't get much better when Seattle scored another four runs in the fourth inning.

Most of the knitters left a few innings later which made their seats susceptible to a band of middle school boys. They were excitable little buggers. At the bottom of the ninth, the plot thickened. Fields bat in a grand slam leaving the Sox one point away from a tie. The crowd went wild. The middle school boys took to screaming like someone had released a bag of wildcats to one piece of beef jerky. Thome, the designated hitter, was next to bat. More wildness. I wondered if the middle school boys had finagled up some beer. Unfortunately the Sox didn't get their 1 run. But the crowd was in good spirits and we were treated to a lovely fireworks display. There were some shooting star looking fireworks as well as some tutti frutti squiggly ones that I really liked. Hope I get to bring my sock back next year. And oh, yea, the knitters sucked the margarita vendor dry. LOL.