[LEMONS] 5.24.2002
Seven Songs and a Confession VI
Remember, it's not forever, just for now.- The Vaselines: Molly's Lips
- Built to Spill: Car
- The Ramones: Judy is a Punk
- Primus: Those Damned Blue Collar Tweekers
- John Spencer Blues Explosion: Afro
- Spearhead: Sometimes
- Neutral Milk Hotel: Song Against Sex
I like to sneak into ballparks. Last week, at the Braves-Giants game, we had tickets in the bleacher seats, but snuck up into the Club Level. Oh my, the gilded glory of Club Level. Where the hot dogs taste better, and there's never pee on the floor. You can get a roasted vegetable sandwich there, and the employees all smile, nod, and genuflect as you pass by. (Well, except for the genuflecting part.) My freshman year in college, my crowning achievement as a sneaker was sneaking into the NLCS. My friend Darren and I went down to Fulton County Stadium, hoping that we might find some reasonable soul willing to part with the NLCS tickets for which s/he had paid hundreds of dollars for no more than a song and forty five bucks.
Alas.
But we hung around, taking in the scene, drinking, and generally enjoying the madness outside the stadium. Sometime around the middle of the game and our fourth or fifth beer, we decided we'd sneak in. We scoped it out. Found a likely turnstile with a disinterested attendant, and jumped it. We bolted up the walkway to the upper deck, and melded into the crowd. We were free. It was the 9th inning, but we'd made it. On the way home, I stole a giant tomahawk someone had made out of a parking gate arm. I ripped it off, and carried it back with me to my dorm room. It was about ten feet long. I had legit tickets to see the Series a few nights later, and brough the tomahawk with me. It turned out that the stadium wasn't letting anyone bring in tomahawks longer than they were tall anymore. It seems someone had gotten injured. I sold it for $20 in the parking lot.
Darren: Darren Bruck was one of my best friends in college. He was one of the best friends i've ever had, in fact. Then, I transferred schools, and we gradually fell out of touch. Last I heard, he was in med school in Tel-Aviv. I have no way to get in touch with him, and have no idea where he is today. Know him? Ask him to email me
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