Well, Dunc and I were treated to a special night last night. We arrived in NYC for his dr appointment and low and behold mommy surprised us with Yankee tickets. It was a pleasent surprise especially coming from someone who hates baseball. So we boarded the subway for the bronx and transferred trains like a couple of seasoned vets as we spotted some of NYC finest...the RATS. Those suckers were pretty big! We arrive at the stadium a little early for some shopping and eats and ask dunc if he wants to get some pizza or a sandwhich and he says no. Those of you who have made this trip pretty much know the locale. So we cross River Ave and start heading to the main gate and dunc spots a hot dog cart. Now's he hungry...and thirsty. Keep in mind Amy and I haven't ate since breakfeast, so we get up there and he gets a foot long(see pic) and a water, $9.75. Amy lost what little appetite she has. Me, I hang in there for some left overs. There were no leftovers, he ate the whole damn thing. It was good though, we killed about a half hour and let him run around a little before we went into the Clubhouse store. After some more shopping, we go in to watch BP where he spots peanuts. I held him off b/c i knew it would kill at least an inning once the game started(come to find out it killed about 4 innings as he ate about a bag and a half and plucked and littered his little heart out). Anyway Amy and I are both hungary, so once we get to our seats(which were half way to the "Top of the Rock") I go and get us 2 slices and some fries a water and a coke, $30. The game still has not started and already we have spent more on food than on the tickets. Once the game starts the bottomless pit reminds me that he doesn't have his peanuts yet, so we go and get the peanuts and those bastards are popping corn right next to it. Yup, we got both, $13. Back to our seats we go and Dunc settles in and actually is very well behaved for a 3 year old sitting for 3 hours with no where to go. About the 5th inning his peanuts are done, popcorn done, fries done and he sees cotton candy. Yup, $8.50 later he got his candy(oh the beer guy was right next to him and I indulged for $9). It was awesome though, he loved the "game"( I am not sure if the game was to see if how he could eat, or watching mom have heart attacks every time he wanted to eat). He might not have been able to tell you the score of the game or who they were playing or who was shouting A-hole and fighting, but it was litterally priceless. Come to find out, the 4 train came to River station about 17 times( you can see the station from the seats), there were about 15 "big jets daddy", and a few helicopters. The 120 block subway ride home was a different story with some 'shaddy' charcters patrolling the cars. I don't think my wife will be expierencing that any time soon. I can't thank her enough, it was awesome and my son loved it.
2 comments:
Amy you did not have to make jayson say all those nice things. or maybe jayson was buying for more tickets incase dunc has to make another trip down. I bet you guys are glad i never used up all that bail money you saved now you might be able to afford duncs appetite depending on which crime you saved up for and from the sounds of it to afford him i would guess murder charges might get him throught a day or two.
I forgot to mention a couple of things. First, Saint8, I don't think you are in any position to start busting my balls since you just gave yours up!!! I can say that b/c I just asked Amy if I could borrow mine for a few seconds. Second, the scanks lost but it was still a good game. Third, Anthony, you ego will never feel better than when you take your son to a ball game and wait in line for the potty in a packed house. You finally get your turn, he rips his pants down, and he talks in a normal voice for you(and everyone else)to hear him say, 'Daddy when will my peepee be as big as yours?' Yeah, I didn't get any funny looks from the yocals.
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