Yesterday, I got a bunch of suite tickets for the Lehigh Valley IronPigs, the Phillies triple-A farm team, from my company and the boys were REALLY excited to go. However, they were seriously disappointed to see all the rain coming down as we were driving home from school before the game.
As we were driving, Ben said, “If the game doesn’t get rained out it will be my lucky day!”
Since he had mostly been bored at games in the past, I asked, “Really?”
“Yes,” he said in a very patronizing tone. “I already had ice cream today!”
For the record, the game was rained out, but we had a fantastic time in the suite with friends of ours before it was called (the game was suppose to start at 7:05 and the called it just before 8:00, but we hung around until around 8:30, 9:00). We then all went over to Friendlys and our boys sat in a booth by themselves with or friends kids while the adults sat in another booth. It was very cute as the waitress attempted to take the ice cream order from the “herd of cats” and watching the four of them goofing around as we, the grown ups, were able to have a relatively uninterrupted conversation.
We all had a really nice time. It was one of the best times I’ve had at a “game”.