Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Our Day At Shea

Mrs. Poop and I took in Monday night's 2-1 walkoff victory from our plush rightfield seats at Shea Stadium.

We started the evening with a trip to Joe's Shanghai. Mrs. Poop was excellent handling the pork steam buns, serving them out without piercing them and spilling the soup everywhere. We managed to avoid tongue scalding, although Baby Poop was pissed that hot liquid was pouring on its head and started kicking. We were satisfied with our efficiency because the guys at the next table had soup all over their plates, we kept it in our mouths and in our spoons.

Then it was back to Shea for the game. We got a nice view from the subway of all the body shops that are going to be torn down. You can't see from the street but their are hundreds of them, stretching for blocks. When they get replaced with restaurants I wonder if it will hurt business at Joe's on game nights. There were at least 3 other tables occupied by people headed to the game. Hopefully Joe's can survive without that business. Or even more hopefully, Joe's will open a new location across from the Stadium.

We had our new digital camera, and a nice low perspective of the field from the loge level so we got some good pictures.

Paul at Shea

Of course I took several shots of Pooh Holes. Someday I'll tell Baby Poop all about the magnificent Pooh Holes.

Pooh Holes on Deck
Pooh Holes at bat
Pooh Holes talking to Delgado after reaching first



The Mets take the field

Jose, Jose, Jose, Jose

Delgado up, Wright on first

Professor Reyes taught us that "David Wright esta en la esquina caliente" means "David Wright is at the hot corner."

Kiss Cam was also good, several funny couples including one girl who mushed the guy next to her when he leaned in. Something tells me they were just friends and he'd been waiting years for this opportunity.

Mrs. Poop missed half the game wandering around the concourse looking for water, ice cream and of course going to the bathroom. That's what happens when you bring a pregnant woman to the game.

Mrs. Poop hates So Taguchi. He is soooooooooo taguchi.

I remembered why I knew Russ Springer. He got ejected after hitting Bonds because he didn't want to give up #714.

We went home happy thanks to Shawn Green's game-winning homer.

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