Who knew the wave was so dangerous?

This weekend the Sisters went to a major league baseball game because it was paid for by our company. Can you believe Bank of No Forks paid for a skybox suite? Us neither.

Ava was, shall we say, unexcited about going. She is not a sports person. I wouldn’t describe myself as a sports person either, even though I’m a huge hockey fan. Still, I don’t think liking one sport makes a person a “sports person”.

So the Amylynn and Ava show went on tour. We’re happy to say, the event went way better than we expected. Ava was duly impressed that there was Cold Stone Creamery to be had and we bought some by the third inning.

Because we were in the suite, we had to take the elevator. You’d think by 40+ years old we’d be fairly knowledgeable about operating an elevator, but that is simply not so. At least that’s what the people at the ball park think. The elevator is very firmly regulated and you ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH ANY BUTTONS. There is a very stern lady inside the elevator who strictly controls what happens in there and decides where you’re allowed to get off. When we finally got back to our seats, we double-dog-dared the rest of our group to ride the elevators just to see what happened. They’re all chicken, don’t  you know.

Here are some other observations from the game.

We noticed a great many players with massive beards on the roster. When did the Amish begin playing professional baseball? Did a whole bunch of Rumspringas get out of control? We guess it’s alright anyway. It’s not like you use electricity to play baseball. Still, it seemed weird.

When the crowd was instructed by the Jumbotron to “Make Some Noise!!” we did not. We get bossed around enough without some stupid baseball guy trying to tell us what to do. That’s bullshit. We refused.

Amylynn fell down while participating in the wave. No alcohol was involved, but someone should do something about those stupid seats folding up every time you get out of them. That’s just embarrassing.

All in all we had a lovely time even though our team lost miserably. The corporate guys who facilitated the whole thing insist they can get hockey tickets. God we hope so. Amylynn would be beside herself with glee and Ava would come along for the ride.