So here I am in Southern California. Last Thursday I landed at LAX. I'm out here to do some work with my good friend Dwayne Taylor. On Friday we prepared our worksite for the sod we will be laying down this Saturday. This week I am working in San Dimas helping the Wright family prepare their new home for them to move in. As you may have been able to tell from the picture to this post I was able to attend a Dodgers/Angels game on Friday. Now I know it wasn't officially a regular season game it had the regular season feel as the "Freeway Series" is pretty big down here. Anyways, we went to the game intent of purchasing tickets from a scalper. Knowing the game wasn't completely sold out I figured this would be a pretty easy thing to do. What's difficult about L.A. is that Dodge Stadium is far away from everything else. At other parks you have the time you walk up to the stadium to make your deal. Here the scalper was on a street corner 4 blocks from the field. So we pass him on the corner and Dwayne and Jose (the guy we're putting in the lawn for) send me to get the tickets. Why they send the Canadian who's never been to Dodger Stadium I don't know. But here I am out of the car and it's raining a little and the large man (6'5" 300 lbs easy) comes towards me dressed all in black (and it he was wearing one of those puffy coats which made him look even bigger). So he comes towards me and says "Get back in the car before the cops show up!". So I jump in the car and he's like "move over, move over". He gets in and we're all in the car and he asks what tickets we want and we're all quite, like-what-the-crap-did-we-get-ourselves-into-we're-gonna-die kind of thing. I'm thinking this doesn't work. The one out you have when dealing with a scalper is that you can walk away. He's in the car! How are we going to walk away. Plus he's talking about sections of Dodger Stadium which I know nothing about. He pulls out some tickets and says $15. I look at the tickets. $3 seats, for $15 are you nuts, the games not even sold out I can buy these at the window. Finally he says he's tired and will give us $50 seats for $25 (we'd decided that we weren't spending over $20 so we couldn't). At this point, I'm figuring out how I'm going to get this guy out of the car. My plan was to reach across and open his door and say "sorry dude". If he didn't get out I was making sure my door was locked so I could brace against it to push him with my legs (as I said he was big, that's all I could think to do). Luckily for me this never happened. We apparently sat there long enough and looked blankly long enough that he got sick of us and gave us the tickets for $20. We got into the game and had a great time. The tickets were amazing, put it this way, when left-handed batters were up, I paid close attention as to not get killed by a foul ball, this, fortunately, too did not happen.
So now I can cross Dodger Stadium of my ballpark list which includes: Olympic Stadium (Montreal), SkyDome (Toronto), Three Rivers (Pittsburgh), Great Americans Ballpark (Cincinnati), and Wrigley Field (Chicago).
As far as the game went 6-6 tie rained out in the 6th ("Mark of the Beast" or just a weird coincidence you decide he he).
Well... I will continue my California Adventure later. See ya.
