baseball, burgers and beer...

america's favorite pastime.  really?  i find baseball to be a total snoozefest, especially on television.  i find golf more interesting to watch than baseball on television.  so, how did a gal who doesn't really like baseball find herself in the second row right at first base?  i was invited that's how. 

as soon as i accepted the invitation i was worried.  things seem to happen to me.  i had this image that i was going to be sitting in my seat, minding my own business, chatting up my friend who brought me to the game, when out of nowhere a ball strikes me in the face.  i would be doubled over in pain, holding my bloody face and wouldn't you know it some yahoo is filming it on his iphone and has the footage posted to you tube before the bleeding stops.  it really would be just my luck.

i shared my concerns on the way to the game.  i was promised that my fears would not come to fruition, although i wasn't completely convinced.  we made our way down to our seat, walking farther and farther down into the stadium towards the field.  holy crap!  second row is so close.  you can hear the thoughts in the baseman's head, smell the dirt, and feel the rush as a ball flies by.  it was really cool.  thankfully i made it through the game unscathed.  

after the game was a fireworks show.  i missed watching fireworks this year, i was busy getting ready for a camping soccer tournament the following day.  so this was great.  a lackluster ball game, unless you were a fan for the visiting team, followed up by fireworks.  could this evening get any better?  well as a matter of fact it did.

we left the game starving.  if you are familiar with "event food", you know that the vendors rape your pockets, so we opted to have a customary beverage during the game but held off on food until afterwards.  our late night hunger pains brought us to dick's burgers.  unlike most seattle natives, i had never had a dick's burger.  uh, let's just say i'm glad there isn't one close by because for $1.50 you can't get a better burger.  it was delicious i could've eaten three but i went for the lady like one burger.  next time it will be a different story.

for a nightcap, we found ourselves at the lodge.  i had never been here either.  are you noticing a theme?  i don't get out to new places very often, i'm kind of a stick to what you know type of gal.  anyway, being a beer gal i had a hard time deciding on one from the 35 they have on tap.  i am a sucker for kitschy names and will often times pick something just because i like the name.  this was definitely the case or it might have been because it was so late i was delirious. 

note the time!

see which beer i picked?  the name made me giggle and we had just come from dick's burgers, it seemed fitting.  the best part about this beer, is that it is a brown ale, my favorite. 

so there you have it.  i sat in the second row of the mariner game and didn't get hit with a ball.  i am no longer a dick's burger virgin nor do i plan on becoming a dick's burger whore, but they are tasty.  i found myself at a new bar and had a delicious beer.  the best part, i spent the whole night with a super fun friend.  nobody speaks latin anymore, but if we did i would've said "veni, vidi, vici" at the end of the night.  instead i said the all so boring, "thank you".