Reds a whole lot more
I did what I could for the game recap Friday, I grabbed up the tickets-go-begging at work and went. Me: I need 2 tickets for Friday. Ticket Lady: I’ll send you 4.
We were running late tonight, and our neighbors wanted us to go to Kata Robata, but no, I was actually excited about eating at El Real 7 on the Club Level. I went off to try to find decent beer while Kris stood in line behind the family that couldn’t order. We came in with the SSB being sung, and got to our seats in the 2nd.
Kris: Service is terrible, this is inedible. Me: My shrimp tacos are good. Kris: the avocado is brown. The lettuce is brown. There’s a lump of sour cream.
She dumped most of it in the trash and ate half of one of two flautas. My shrimp tacos were pretty good.
Kris: “How long has this pitcher been in the major leagues?” Too long? Two starts? “a couple of years as a reliever.” Kris: “Did he lose games?” It’s Abad. Abad: my favorite pitcher ever. Yes he lost games, and he still does, but why, when the boos start, bother to boo?
Bases loaded, fly ball out to center, end of the 3d. Reds have scored two runs.
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Kris: “is that guy the the computer and the headphones some sort of official?” No, just a nerd. If he didn’t have the Cincinnati jersey I’d guess he was on the GameZone with the rest of us. There are, relatively, lots of Cincinnati jerseys. At the bottom of the 3d Greene’s out and I missed it. Wallace Ks.
Kris: “Of the guys on the screen, who’s the oldest Astro?” I think by that she means who’s been an Astro longest, not age. “Probably Abad.” Jesus.
Castro triples. Kris: “The crowd went wild. Make sure you include that.” Ok, done. The part of the crowd of about 12,000 that wasn’t wearing Reds stuff got pretty excited.
Paredes walks. Kris: “Did you see this one, Calle de Toledo Ohio?” She’s reading our daughter’s blog on her IPad. Paredes takes care of that pesky runner on third by getting caught stealing.
Kris: “When did we last go to Toledo?” She’s still reading our daughter’s blog. It has some fascinating stuff about Cathedral organs on the Iberian peninsula. Rolen out, Navarro 6-3, Leake F8, nice inning.
The Goya baseball shuffle, the music of which I like. F Martinez homers, 2-1 game. Kris looks up from her IPad: “awright.” Dominguez homers. Kris: ” Another one.” Tie. Pretty exciting game. Barnes 6-3, Abad K, Altuve 1-3.
During the exercise moment I think at first that an unidentified Astro is Oswalt. Those were the days. I go off to get beer. I get back and it’s 3-2 Reds. I’m thinking that there’s really not much I dislike about this group of Reds, then Ludwick hits a 3-run Homer. I hate the Reds.
Abad gone, Storey in, gets 2 outs. Kris is now playing Words with Friends.
The “Academy Joes vs. Joes” contestant is in the secion next to us. He names 13 countries. Pretty good effort. An unidentified Astro names some countries too. They need to put name tags on these guys.
Astros three up, three down. Kris and I can never be on the kiss cam because she wears her hair too short. It would offend the Chik-Fil-A cows.
Top of the 6th, really nice catch by Wallace, 3 Reds up, 3 Reds down. We’re told that Wes will win $25,000 if an Astro hits a grand slam. Wes looks pretty dubious. C’mon Wes, it’s a blue moon. They’re playing the Greek music, and it’s almost time for the Greek festival, and Barnes grounds out. Inning over, Wes is no richer.
There are two remarkably giggly women behind us. Kris: “What’s so incredibly funny?” It’s nice to be in tune with one another.
Naomi wins the Zoo Roo Trivia. Peacocks can fly.
The girls leave. Kris guesses that they go to the bathroom together. Helsey scores on a playable ball. Storey out, Wright in, double play to end the bottom of the 7th.
Kris: “Should I go to the bathroom during the song, or wait until the inning starts?”
Boguesevic pops out, which is remarkable. Altuve 1-3. The girls are back. I start looking at a remarkably large woman in a strangely purple Astros jersey and don’t know how Green gets out, but he does.
Miguel Cairo looks really, really old. He drives in a run. We’re done here. There’s a Brooks & Dunn tribute to go with the Friday night fireworks, but it’s just not enough.