Playoff Baseball

Playoff Baseball

Today, I wander down to Atlanta, that city of the spoiled baseball fans, to see that Houston baseball club play the Braves in the divisional round of the playoffs.

We bought these tickets several days before the end of the baseball season, before the Cubs choked and let the Astros mosey their way into the Wild Card spot. We bought them a couple of days after they went on sale, which is testament to the spoiling of the Atlanta Fans. Try getting a ticket to Wrigley last year. Try getting a ticket to Busch Stadium in St. Looey this year.

But in Atlanta, you get two tickets to a Braves playoff game free with the purchase of $12 in gasoline.

I bit.

No Cubs.

They choked. It's what happens when you swing at the first pitch every at bat, and have a bullpen made up of seven-year-old girls.

But today, we go to Turner Field. We sit next to the visitor's bullpen. We watch the playoffs.

I've never gotten to see Clemens pitch. Maybe I can get him to throw a bat at me.