I'm guessing they should pick a different name for this vendor. The Nats vs. Giants was great. It's a new park that lets you walk straight into the centerfield area from the Metro. It's intimate, and we sat in these not-for-sale seats under The Red Porch restaurant in centerfield. We sat next to some very friendly guys, one whose business card reads: "Starts revolutions, Governments Overthrown, Alibis Supported, Anything done in 24 hours, the impossible, slightly longer." We think he is in the mafia. Well the Giants won, and it was fun seeing other fans on the Metro. We are going to go to my sister's in-laws' beach house in Delaware today. I'm excited to go somewhere new, and just sit somewhere far away and read a book. We are going to try to meet up with Les & Oscar. Oh, and the Nats have an eagle mascot, which really freaked me out, but even more freaky was the presidential mascots. They had a giant headed, fuzzy Jefferson, Lincoln, Washington and Roosevelt. And they had them race. It was very strange. They also had cheerleaders and a Ryan Seacrest kind of host who sat behind us in the last inning and said "Shiiiiiit," when the Giants made the last out. I clapped for the Nats because I felt bad for them, especially left fielder, Mo Pena because everyone was yelling "Slow Pena" at him and saying he needed to lose weight. This is why I can't watch the World Series. I am too sensitive. I hate seeing grown men's dreams being smashed in their faces, nor can I deal with despondent faces in the dugouts. I am too much of a softie..unless it's The Dodgers. Maybe they will win the World Series. Who knows? I am guessing we are not leaving in the next seven minutes because Ate is still sleeping.
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