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I went to a baseball game - in fact I went to one is the over 100 deg heat. It wasn't bad, but I don't think I'll be back. Observations in short breaths:
Well managed - I mean there are metric tons of employees monitoring everything. I think you'd be hard pressed to get in a fight without security on you quickly, every slight rule bend in the stands was met with an employee, 2 employees at every food or beer stand...
When 20 oz of bud is $10 and 12-16 oz of flying dog or guiness is $8.50...
Free ice - perhaps for hitting 100
Naked teens. I mean lots of short shorts, tanks, not so many actually bearing midriffs...and thanks to my friends starting to deal with their teen kids idiocy in public, I am more in tune with um...well age matters. But I still see physiques first and the details follow.
Naked adults - I'm not sure flip-flops are sexy, but I am now sure that wedges or heels - when at a sporting event and everyone else is in sneakers or sandals - are definitely not sexy. You want legs that look muscular? Work out and wear flip flops.
Rednecks - not as many as I expected. Generally not loud and/or drunk. OR 100 deg saps the life out of people.
CREEPY - so I don't go to sports, but now I understand a lot more references in modern-day-1984 movies...where the crowd bleats on cue, the cues are on the screen, and if you ran a computer generated tape it would be no different. It was like wrestling, where each player has a song that plays for them, all pop songs regardless of genre get played in 5-10 second bites, as if you could evoke the emotional memory and make you care.

Odd? Lots of alt-80s tunes.

The athletes are funny compared to the big screen and crowd. To me, they look like they are at work - I have the same expression on in the office as they do in the field. People are there for a game, and jump and clap as told by the big tv screen (on and the anthem...) and the players don't seem to pay any of the activity any mind at all. They clock in, perform, and while watched fireworks they were gone as soon as allowed to go home (I wonder if they have punch-clocks?)

I'm proud I survived - I guess I'm acclimated now. Once I once sweaty enough to be gross, it didn't really matter how much more disgusting I got and I wasn't even necessarily uncomfortable - the A/C felt great, but I wasn't suffering outside (even when I wasn't sucking down the sweet cooling effects of ice and beer)

Even more fun was going home - we jockeyed for light rail space back, and the skies opened up on us right after we got inside. As we jogged home from the rail station in the rain, we say branches that had fallen in the street. One was blocking traffic and I pulled it out...only to have the wind scooch it back out again (so I tucked it behind a transformer).

B'more lost a lot of power, and while we didn't we did have to go to 4-5 places before we found someplace open. I gambled coming home today, buying groceries and hoping I had power ... turns out yes I had power, but it was out after the storm for a while.

I wonder if the "fee too high" party in my condo will ask for generators in case the power goes out again...