As I said earlier, I didn’t go to a MLB until 2009. Looking back, it seems so insane that I didn’t step inside a major league park until 09. I’ve been such a baseball fan for so long, but since I didn’t leave super close to a park….I told myself that it was just as good watching at home, maybe even better because I get to see replays and hear the commentary, etc. I always wanted to go to Fenway Park but didn’t have any local friends who loved the Sox as much as I did and wanted to make the 3 hour trek to the park.
In 2009, I went to my first major league game. Was it a Red Sox game? Nope. It was a Nats/Cards game at NATSTOWN. My cousin was getting married on Saturday and as part of the wedding celebration we all went to a Nats game on Friday night. The game was on May 1, 2009. Once I stepped into NatsTown I knew all those stories I told myself about it being just as good or better watching at home…were lies.
We sat up in the nosebleeds, but it didn’t matter…I was watching baseball being played in front of my face. The Cards won. Albert Pujols put on a mother trucking show.
Interesting side note…I couldn’t see the AL scoreboard from my seat without having to basically lean over the row in front of me. Because the Sox were playing at the same time, I spent a lot of time checking out their scoreboard. At one point, my aunt asked me what I kept looking at…I laughed and said “the Sox score. She laughed and said, “I should have known.” The Sox were playing Tampa Bay. Sox lost. I can vividly remember watching the Sox have the lead on the little scoreboard and seeing that Masterson (aww…miss him) had 2 outs and the bases loaded and then seeing the bases empty…and hoped it was the 3rd out, but then quickly learned Masty gave up a grand slam. I let out an audible gasp…the people around me were quite perplexed, but well…even though the Nats and Cards are playing in front of my face, I gotta know what is going on with the Sox game.
So that was my first MLB game…the first of many.