i love baseball. i dont keep up with it, but when its on tv or if im sitting at the game... im loving it. thanks for passing along your love of the game, poppers. so, living in the city i live in, a yankees game a was a no-brainer.
after waiting for a train for 45 minutes (subways are awful on sundays) we finally made it to the stadium! glorious! who cares about the 100 degree heat when you have room mates, a cold beer and a pretzel with mustard. i hate hotdogs. we made our way to the ticket booth and were asked to fork over A HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS. we laughed for a minute and asked the man again. $150. apparently the last home game of the season is a big deal or something? :) so we snapped some pics, checked The Bronx off room 310's bucket list, and trekked back to Manhattan to watch the game our go-to sports bar 3rd and Long.
go yanks.
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