I really enjoy going to the UGA baseball games, the team has had two amazing last seasons, there are tons of fun giveaways, and best of all, it's free for me and the fam to go (student and dependent cards!!!). Last night, we went and watched UGA v. Furman (with Boatshoes, who was sporting his purple, as a Furman alum, for the evening) and the game started at 5pm. This meant that there was not really dinner prior to the game and I would estimate that each game is about 3 hours long. I packed my purse with raisins and sunflower seeds and we were off.
The game was taking on the unfortunate habit of the other games we have attended this season, and by the 6th inning, the score was 10-3 Furman. The boys were ready to go and I believe that you should... oh, I don't know... stick around for games and be a FAN! My mouth rots with acridity when I see a stadium empty mid-game when things look like they are going south. So, instead my viscous boys went to the concession stand, and I thought they would be coming back with hot dogs. Readers, they came back with nachos! WTF? I love nachos!
I am also certain that the kid made every attempt possible to sit right on top of me while he was eating them, and at one point after constant questions of "hey mom, want a bite (snicker, snicker)?" That little imp gave me a smooch and had (gasp!) nacho cheese on his lips.
Readers, it's enough to say he is grounded for life, but he is not, instead his is a first glimpse at the kid, literally getting every particle of cheese with his finger after the chips had been devoured.
The moral is however, that they had there snack and in the bottom of the 9th inning, UGA played the best ball I have seen them play all season, made 6 (on my feet the entire inning screaming) runs in the last minutes of the game to almost catch up with Furman. Final score 10-9 Furman, but what a game! Go Dawgs!
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