Seattle Trip

What a great picture below. Bobby was pretty excited to take a weekend trip up to Seattle so we could watch a couple of baseball games. The Angels were in town so we decided to start what we hope will be an annual getaway.

The drive up there took a little longer than usual. First we had to stop in Vancouver so we could pick up a pump that Jackie found on Craigslist. If timed right, we could probably do the trip without having to stop and feed Bobby but alas, we didn't, so we stopped. Then there was an accident before Tacoma so that slowed up the last part of the trip. Luckily we left with plenty of time to spare.

There's nothing more manly than carrying around your infant in the Baby Bjorn.

We checked into the hotel, got squared away, and then headed out the door. The hotel was in downtown so not too far from the stadium. We decided to walk there and that gave us an opportunity to check out the public market and the boardwalk.

We showed up early so we could take in some batting practice. It's mostly kids trying to get the big leauge players to autograph their baseballs but there's always a few older guys like me there watching just so they can feel like part of the team.

I didn't catch any foul balls during BP so the highlight comes from Fernando Rodney, shown above on the left. He threw one of the balls to a guy in the upperdeck out in left field. It hit the guy in the hands and then dropped down. Rodney put his hands up in disgust and stared at the guy. Then he pointed to his glove where he was opening it and closing it, mocking the guy about dropping the ball. I told him I wouldn't drop it but he threw the next one up to the guy and this time he didn't drop it.

Bobby was rocking the Angel's outfit that he got from his Uncle Michael last Christmas. It was perfect! The 6 month old outfit mysteriously fit our little 2 month old baby. Hmmm.

We only unzipped the sweatshirt so we could take the shot above. It was pretty cold that night. They had the roof closed because of the rain but it didn't stop the wind from blowing. Bobby was fine as long as he was bundled up and nobody was screaming. Of course, we had to be in the section that tried starting the wave so every 15 seconds everyone around us was wooing at the top of their lungs. Bobby started bawling.

Highlight of the night came from when they played "Name that Tune" in the 7th inning. As soon as they said to name the Band first, and right before the song started playing, I yelled out "Boston!". Sure enough, two seconds later More than a Feeling started playing. Two guys in front looked back at me like I was some sort of genie.

The view from our room. Friday's weather wasn't great but Saturday's was amazing. Seattle is such a beautiful place.

He peed on his Angel's onesie so for Saturday we just put him in his little bib.

Friday night we were field level on the third base side but Saturday we went with the upper level behind home plate. It was "throw back the clock" day so both teams were in their 1995 jerseys. 1995 was the year of the epic Angels collapse at the end of the regular that allowed the Mariners to eventually tie them and then get into the playoffs by winning the tiebreaker game. No such luck for the Mariners on this day, thank goodness, as the Angels scored double digits on them.

With the Angels dominating, we decided to walk around the stadium for a few innings and get some pictures.

Last but not least is the picture of all the birds. I decided birds are actually pretty scary, especially when in large numbers. Hitchcock was on to something.