Date Night: Tigers Game
Technically, we missed out on our July Date of the Month. I had intended for use to go to the Detroit Zoo but I made our date of the month cards at Christmas long before our trip to Greece was planned or our tickets to Next Restaurant were purchased. But given all the dates Matt and I had together in July, I wasn’t disappointed about missing the zoo.
For August, our date night was to a Detroit Tigers baseball game.
Matt bought tickets for a Wednesday night when the Tigers were playing the Blue Jays because he’s a bit of a Blue Jay fan. I, on the other hand, don’t follow baseball. But since I’m Canadian and actually lived in Toronto for a while I picked he Jays to root for. Baseball is decidedly more fun when you’re actually cheering for a team.
Our seats were close to right outfield but right behind the foul post.
But luckily in the mostly-sold-out park there were empty seats beside us so I was able to move a few seats over so I could actually see the field.
Not that it made much of a difference in my ability to follow the game.
I only have a basic knowledge about how baseball is played so I managed to make an ass out of myself several times throughout the evening by asking dumb questions like “Why is that guy on first base so old?!? He’s geriatric!” (it was the first base coach) or by cheering at inappropriate times.
Me: “Wahoo!”
Matt: “Who are you going for again?”
Me: “The Blue Jays. We just got a run!”
Matt: “No. He was out. You have no idea what’s going on do you?”
Um. Yeah.
Whatever, I was just there for the hot dogs. And nachos.
There were quite a few Toronto fans in the crowd, not surprising for a game played in Detroit. One of them sitting two rows ahead of us didn’t wait until his 8th beer to start embarrassing himself (and Toronto fans in general) by heckling the Tigers players like a true douchebag. I don’t get hecklers, really I don’t. If you know so much about baseball then why aren’t you playing MLB? I’d like to see you try. Or, better yet, how would you like it if came to your job and start yelling at you when you screw up?
“You suck douchebag heckler! How does it feel to have the worst sales conversion in the office?! You couldn’t hand in a report on time if you tried!”
Or something to that effect.
Douchebag heckler was on a double date. I told Matt that if a guy took me to a baseball game then proceeded to shout rude things to the players I would never see him again. I don’t have a lot of ‘non-negotiables’, but the ability to hold youself back from shouting criticisms to people who are better at shit than you are is definitely one of them.
Luckily Matt doesn’t heckle. And that’s why we’re happily married (ya know, among other things).
In the end the Jays lost by 1, which disappointed me for 2 milliseconds before I remembered that I don’t follow baseball anyway.
It was a good night.
Date of the Month Club
Check out other posts in the Date of the Month club, where Matt and I go on one special date every month of 2012:
January – Bookstore Scavanger Hunt
February – Board Game Night
March – Bowling
April – Detroit Walking Tour
May – Colasanti’s
June – Picnic
July – Next Restaurant
August – Detroit Tigers Baseball Game
September – Detroit Institute of Arts
October – Wine Tasting
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I can’t seem to say no to the hotdogs (Fenway franks here in Boston) everytime I watch a baseball game. It’s part of the experience! Glad to hear you had a good night
I’m the SAME way when it comes to baseball! When I went to my first game, I expected an announcer to come on and tell us all the updates (like on TV). So after the players were practicing for what felt like forever, I whispered to my dad, “When do they start playing?” And my dad was like, “Hmmm, they have been for like 30 minutes.” Oops! I DO get football and enjoy watching that with my hubby. But other than that, I really couldn’t care less either… although going to a game is always fun anyway!
I love how you and your guy have date nights! I think that me and mine need to incorporate this into our lives sometime soon!
I actually did say to Matt that I wish I could hear the announcers like I can on TV. Plus it was even touger to follow since I was going for the opposing team and couldn’t just listen to the crowd for cues.
Super fun- love the date of the month idea! Should definitely implement that, especially with the wee one at home. We’ve been spending a lot Saturday nights on the couch!
I feel you- I stuck out like a total sore thumb on this one occasion when my friends and I won tickets to see a football game. We kind of snuck off at half time…. embarrassing but true. I had absolutely no idea what was going on… only that I was disturbed by the cheer-leading and excited for the two seconds when the guys ran around the field madly.
This date night thing sounds so sweet- I’m looking forward to your next post! And it’s so awesome that you’re donating blood on Thursday! Love that.
My dad tried taking my mom, sister, and I to a football game once. I think we might have made it to the third quarter, but we really had no clue what was going on. My husband coaches football and I still have no clue what is going on when they play.
I donate blood every 56 days…for the cookies, not gonna lie.
Yes! Someone as clueless about sports as I am! It took me the longest time to get how scoring in football works. Of course, I had Peter explaining all this to me and he understands but a whit more than I do, so that was a pretty hopeless try.
Love your hair in the second pic!
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