By the time Alfred and I got to our seats in the upper reserve section — just one row from the top — I was hot, hungry and annoyed. The score definitely didn’t help my mood. In the two and a half innings we’d missed while stuck in traffic out- and inside Chavez Ravine, the Phillies had already scored 3 unanswered runs.
I should have just stayed home, I thought. This isn’t going to be good.
Then I turned away from the game to check out the view of Downtown to the south. I changed my mind.
Same photo, different post.