July 1, 2008
With Erik and Marc
The Brewers got their revenge from the previous night's no-hitter. And then some. It was a slugfest. Each team hit 3 home runs. There were three triples. Not that either team needed any more help, but there also was an obvious foul ball called a home run. And, most excitingly, we got to see Cutter Dykstra play in his fourth professional game.
I love Missoula. This was my fourth time there. Uncle Brian, Aunt Rosemary, and cousins Jason and Leah used to live there.
Early in the game, Marc disappeared for a stretch. Erik and I thought we saw behind him the centerfield wall talking on the phone. So I called him to say hi. He let us know that he wasn't even in the ballpark. He got some tips on bars, found them, found a hotel nearby, and tried to book a room. But he didn't like the price. So he went to the local library, got on the Internet, booked a room at the same hotel on Priceline, and went right back to check in at the cheaper rate. On this night, Marc had no time for baseball - it was all about not wasting any drinking and carousing time.
I'm kind of obsessed with that M. It is harder to walk to than you think it would be.
I love ballparks where fans can watch the game for free outside the ballpark.
Ready to party! Ow!
(Photo by some stranger I think - I don't remember taking it)
Calling my lady
(photo by Marc)
For the movie with plenty of Marc shenanigans, check here.
2 days ago