While the focus of this blog if beer and barbecue, there are other things that need to be enjoyed in life. Yesterday was a great example of that philosophy. October 27th, 2010 was a very eventful day for me. I knew ahead of time that it was going to be an extraordinary day, but I wasn’t prepared just how exceptional it would be.
The day started out with a World Series tickets on the line. It’s not every day that one has the opportunity to see his or her hometown team play on the biggest stage in their respective sport, but that is exactly the position I found myself in. To win the tickets I would need to compete in America’s other pastime: Corn Hole.
It was do or die; one ticket, two people, and a best of three match. The competition was fierce. Back and forth the scores went and it all came down to a third and final game to determine who would get the ticket. This wouldn’t be much of a blog entry if the story ended there, so you’ve probably already guessed that I emerged victorious. I was elated!
At 4:00pm I made my way down to the stadium to meet the rest of my party. While waiting by the Willie Mays statue, I was treated to pleasant surprise: a complete stranger came up to me and informed me that I look a lot like Giants backup first baseman and fellow hapa, Travis Ishikawa.
Travis Ishikawa Willie Mays statue
My friends showed up shortly thereafter and we made our way to our seats. The seats were fantastic; lower deck, down the first baseline. The place was packed and the atmosphere: electric. Two of the games greatest pitchers were about to square off, and I couldn’t help but think of the other great match up from the day: me vs. my friend on the Corn Hole pitch.
The view from my seat Tony Bennett sang I Left My Heart in San Francisco
The game however, did not start out well for the home team Giants. Trailing 2-0 after the first inning, things were not going well, but Giants came alive in the third tying the score at 2. In the fifth inning something magical happened. Yes, the Giants scored six runs, but this thing did not happen on the field. After enjoying a few Sierra Nevadas I needed to take a bathroom break. Lines for the restroom can be very long so I was worried about missing the game. With two outs, I decided to make a move. I devised a clever strategy. The Giants had runners on first and second with Juan Uribe at the plate. Everyone else in the stadium was glued to their seats as the Giants continued to rally. The line at the bathroom was nonexistent. It was also at that moment the Rangers decided to make a pitching change giving me just enough time to make it back to my seat to see Uribe launch a ball deep in the the left field stands. I had just completed the greatest bathroom break in sports history!
The Giants went on to win the game by a final score of 11-7. Three more games and the Giants will bring our first World Series Championship to San Francisco!