Series Tied!
Oct. 23rd, 2002 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Giants: 4
Angels: 3
Nice close game, featuring great relief pitching and clutch hitting.
Kent continues to struggle; and Bonds was intentionaly walked three times.
The hero of the game was David Bell. He drove in the go-ahead run in the eighth inning.
So now it is a best-of-three showdown. First team to win two takes it all.
Angels: 3
Nice close game, featuring great relief pitching and clutch hitting.
Kent continues to struggle; and Bonds was intentionaly walked three times.
The hero of the game was David Bell. He drove in the go-ahead run in the eighth inning.
So now it is a best-of-three showdown. First team to win two takes it all.
Report from the trenches
Date: 23 Oct 2002 23:20 (UTC)I have this temp gig outside the stadium, being a
shill for _Sports Weekly_. It's a wacky way to make
money, but they work me for two hours and tell me to
bill for four.
Anyway, today I hung around the stadium. I stood in
line for the porthole for about 3+ hours, listening
to the radio with the people immediately behind me.
Sometimes we could see TV's. (It's weird -- things
"happen" on the radio before TV. 7-second delay?)
We missed getting into the 3rd wave of porthole
standers by about 20 people %-P , but it was
quite a trip to be out there, with the faithful,
listening to the game, and eventually being able to
see part of it (and also having the lady from the
Garlic Fries stand come over and take money through
the bars and push plates of fries through underneath
the gate), which I could just kinda see through-the-
gate-past-the-people-over-some-heads, just a *leetle*
bit. I could see JT Snow at first base (both in the
top of the 8th and the bottom of the 8th ;-> ),
and a little bit of other stuff, when I stood on
tippy toe. I could even see a *ball* when they were
doing a bit of infield practice, just barely.
All in all, an exciting night.
Z
P.S.: There remains the barest chance (a verbal
"maybe") that my temp masters (the john, not the
pimp) might get me *inside* tomorrow night -- like,
with a place to put my tuchis, and everything. We'll
see. (It would mean backing out on plans with
no subject
Date: 24 Oct 2002 03:12 (UTC)