If you didn't know, my husband is a huge sports fan. Fan as in fanatical. More like a sports maniac, really. It's all part of his charm. If you know me, I don't get too worked up about sports. I like them alright. I can't play them, they aren't my favorite thing to watch on TV, but they're ok. I'm sure I'll sign up our children to play them, but I don't really have any teams in particular that I cheer for--with the exceptions of BYU...and the San Diego Padres.
I lived in San Diego for six years, and for some reason one of the lasting impressions it left on me was a love for their baseball team. Dan, on the other hand is a die-hard Dodgers fan. So guess which Dodgers game we went to this year?
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| Surprise! A picture of me! |
It was pretty fun, even though there was a really drunk guy a few rows in front of us that kept heckling the Padres outfielders. He was obnoxious. I did enjoy my Dodger dog though! (On a side note that may result in some of my in-laws disowning me...I didn't really like the garlic fries. They were too much. Should have gone with the nachos...)
Our friend Tyler came with us (he's a big Dodgers fan too), and he and Dan both enjoyed the triumph over the Padres. I say just wait. My Padres will have their revenge!
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| This picture is included to show how close to the field we were. |
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