Even though Ken Griffey Jr. retired, the Seattle Mariners had one final bobble-head to give away in his honor. I made sure I got tickets in hopes of snagging the last ever Griffey bobble-head. And it was little Camo's first game.
Bobble-heads are only given out to the first 20,000 fans so you have to get there early knowing there would be plenty of people already lined up. As soon as T got home from work we were off in an effort to beat the crazy traffic which is inevitable when going to Seattle from Portland. Also, getting stuck in traffic could be the difference between getting a bobble-head or coming up short handed.
We parked in our normal spot and booked it to the ballpark. One on scene we saw we were well behind in arriving early. Throngs of people lined the sidewalks already in line. The gates to the park were open but the wait to get inside was heartbreaking. I refused to be denied and so we circled Safeco field desperately trying to find a way in quicker. (And when I say we, I mean myself. T and Camo could care less). When we finally came to the last gate into the park I saw how long that line was too. It was over, no bobble-head...I was devastated.
"Sure you can get in that line." Came a voice from off to my right. "What was that?" I responded. He pointed to the line we happened to stop in to sulk in my defeat. It was the ADA line. An open gate for the disabled with wheel chairs and walkers so they didn't have to navigate through a turnstile to get in. He must have saw Camo in his stroller because he let us get in the line. The great thing about it was there was only about 15 people in line ahead of us so we got in with plenty of time to get three bobble-heads, two baseball cards, and a partridge in a pear tree.
Once inside it was a typical Mariners game. Only one run was scored, pitching was awesome, we sat next to two mid-30's completely intoxicated females who were obnoxious beyond belief (most likely a consequence of the booze but part of me wants to believe they would have been the same regardless of the .90 blood alcohol level), and the Mariners barely squeaked out a win.
From Camo's end, he was given a certificate for attending his first Mariners game and he promptly fell asleep as soon as we sat down.
It's sad to know I will never see Ken Griffey Jr. play baseball again but being there at Safeco Field brought back many of the memories I have had of him throughout the years. He will forever go down in history as one of the greatest baseball players ever. He played the game right. He had fun, he played hard, he played with passion, and he did it all without performance enhancing drugs. We'll be seeing him in the Cooperstown soon.
A few pictures of the day.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
We have been able to enjoy a little bit of sunshine for the last couple of days here in Portland. Now it is back to rain. Anyway we have a pool in our apartment complex which has been so fun. I love being out by the pool and this year I get to enjoy it with little Camo. It is much better to have the baby than to be pregnant like I was last year. Camo had his first swim a couple days ago. I think he liked it. As soon as I got in with him he kicked his legs just like he does in the bathtub. Here are some cute pictures from the day. Sorry that I ruined most of the pictures. Just focus on Camo in the pictures.
Time is flying by. I know it is cliche to say this, but I can't believe how big Camo has gotten. Here are some things he is starting to do. He is starting to try to roll over. He will roll to one side, but he can't seem to get his arms underneath him to roll over. He loves to talk. It is so cute how he moves his lips and try's so hard to make noises. He is into this scream phase though that J and I aren't too thrilled about. He just screams out of excitement. He loves loves to suck on his washcloth when he is in the bath. I assume that it's okay for him to do that because he hasn't gotten sick yet. He loves to kick his legs. Another great thing about Camo is that he loves to sleep. He will sleep a good 10 hours every night without waking up. He weighs 16 pounds and is 25 inches long now. Sometimes when I look at newborn babies it makes me miss Camo when he was that small. I do love the stage that he is in now because he is starting to explore everything. Being a mom really does get better and better every day. Enjoy the pictures. Sorry about the slobber on the first picture. I forgot to add that Camo also loves drooling.