Well last night was pretty awesome to say the least. Yesterday I took my parents to a baseball game for the first time in their lives. The Milwaukee Brewers took on the Baltimore Orioles in game two of a three-game series Tuesday evening. To summarize, the Brewers jumped out to a five nothing lead, but collapsed and gave up six runs by the end of the seventh inning. Jonathan Lucroy tied the game after he singled in the bottom of the ninth, scoring Elian Herrera for the tying run. In extra innings, Yovani Gallardo (yes) pinch-hit and drove home the winning run in the bottom of the tenth. You don’t see pitchers who are going to be on the mound the very next day pinch-hit the night before and hit a walk-off.
Growing up in Eritrea, my folks never grew up watching American sports and never really took them all that serious. Soccer is the only sport that people in the country pay attention too. My mother had been to Miller Park before, but only when it first opened back in 2001 for a tour, and then in 2003 for my sisters high school graduation from Riverside High School. Seriously, how lucky was my sister to have her high school graduation at Miller freaking Park, though? My father has only been at the ballpark for the graduation. Besides this event, as far as sporting events, my parents only attended a Green Bay Packers preseason game in August 2012 when they played the Cleveland Browns. Still, that was a preseason game, and that was the Cleveland Browns.
The game experience itself was fantastic. Arguably the most exciting part about baseball games are home runs, and that happened three times courtesy of Carlos Gomez, Mark Reynolds, and Khris Davis (the good home runs, of course.) Even though my parents don’t fully understand the rules of the game, they get the general consensus: hit the ball, don’t get three outs, and don’t make errors. Also, thanks to my good friend and current Brewers camera intern, Justin Helm, all three of us were on the jumbotron twice during the game. Crazy how fast we became instant celebs when it was over.
Even though the tickets were originally just a gift for Mother’s Day, it turned out to be a historic gift for my parents. We didn’t get home until about 11:30 in the evening, but oh well (sleep is for the weak hearted anyway.) Over-priced food was purchased, but that only made the game more realistic. All in all, this gift fulfilled its purpose: give my parents something they’ve never experienced before. I accomplished that.
AND OF COURSE WE TOOK A SELFIE.
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