Man, it was it windy.
Tulips were growing in somebody's yard on Waveland. Nice.
Ridiculous lines in front of all the bars.
This is Captain Morgan's. Remember, about a month ago this wasn't here...how did they do it?
Well,it isn't just pre-fab. Hard to see in the photo, but the structure is a skeleton with a soft plastic wrap around it. They'll be patching this place with rubber cement and bandaids, I'm sure. But there are a million big-screens in here, and business was (and will be) booming.
The "Opening Day" logo is always AWESOME.
Terrible Ted was magnificent!
7th inning stretch with Jody Davis and I'm pretty sure Rick Sutcliffe.
Of course, the fog.
Lastly, walking to where I parked I passed a tiny greasy spoon on Irving and remembered a long time ago eating there about 2- 3 in the morning.
Don't read this if you're easily grossed out.
Ordered a chili omelet.
I'm the only guy, there's a cook behind a stainless grill and a spent waitress playing one of those quarter poker machines non stop.
She gives me the omelet.
I take a couple bites.
The cook comes out, bored.
He says to the waitress, "Burned my hand yesterday, can you believe the size of this scab?"
He held out his hand and sure enough a scab, size of a silver dollar pancake.
That, my friend, will make you feel pretty unusual.
It's possible I neglected to pay, I remember leaving kinda quick.
Anyway, all said it was a fabulous opener.
Now...bring on the rest of the season!
