Golf, Parking, and the Yankee Game
Trip Start Apr 02, 2011
46Trip End Sep 29, 2011
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Be that as it may, I slept light last night, but awoke to no problems. Should have taken Michele and Marc up on their offer to stay. But it was an OK hotel in a not-so-OK area. I've stayed in worse.
Went back into the city (15 minutes) and picked up Marc and headed to his golf course. What a tremendous course. The drive up was foggy, but I am sure beautiful...especially in the fall. Very classy place, but as Marc said, "not over the top." Quite correct. Marc showed me some of the people who belonged...like Michael Jordan, Ahmad Rhashad, Jim Nantz...guys, you know who they are...ladies, sorry. I was duly impressed.
As Marc and I said, neither one of us had our "A" game today, but we had fun nonetheless. Even though we rode and it was cart path only, we also had a caddy...club rules. Nice young man. He helped club me and read the greens. Truly a fabulous golf course.
Finished and had lunch in the club room. Very good "Crabcake sliders." Can't thank Michele and Marc enough for their hospitality. Anecdote (not antidote), Marc was playing with SF logo golf balls supplied to him by his brother-in-law, Jim Molnar who works at SF in Bloomington...he is married to Michele's sister. Jim and I play in NGL League back home, and in a Wisconson - Illinois Shootout against 12 "Cheddar Heads." (I meant that in the kindest way...they are great guys, but you have to give them some grief!)
Dropped Marc off at Yankee Stadium where he took the triain back to work for the afternoon. I found a parking spot on the street just walked around Yankee Stadium and and texted Alex. He found some great bleacher seats for $5 on Stub Hub. I'm meeting him in front of the Hard Rock Cafe right in front of Yankee Stadium.
Yankee Stadium has so many memories for New Yorkers. They have won more World Series Championships than any other team in baseball. What a rich baseball tradition. People like Babe Ruth, Lou Gherig, Mickey Mantle, Roger Marris, Whitey Ford, Yogi Berra (not to be confused with the the animated character Yogi Bear!), Reggie Jackson and others too numerous to mention have played in the Yankee pinstripes. This new Yankee Stadium was opened in 2009. I hear it's fantastic, and will tell you about it later tonight or tomorrow.
Right now I'm sitting in "The Yankee Tavern" right across the street from Yankee Stadium, just killing time and a few brews before game time...not too many as I have to drive to Boston tonight.
Parking Note: I walked back out to get my iPad and found a nice $95 ticket on my car for illegal parking. ARGH!!! Didn't see the tiny sign among four others on the post that said it was for "Permit Parking Only." Welcome to The Bronx Dave! Good thing the game tickets are only $5 tonight. Nice policeman told me where a lot was that I could park legally...only two blocks away. Only $15...remember that fact!
Met Alex just before game time. He has to work until 6:30 or so each night. Anyway, Yankee stadium is everything it's cracked up to be...it's a monument to the Yankees, old and new. They have tried, pretty successfully to make a cross between a ballpark and a stadium. Just massive. After an inning or two, we went for food...they have every food imaginable at Yankee Stadium. We went for a couple of steak sandwiches which were outstanding, especially with horseradish sauce, which I proceeded to knock over and spill on Alex;s pants and shoes...nice move "grace." Alex was understanding, as he always is.
Back to the game. Yankees vs. the White Sox. Yankees were up 2-1 until the 8th when Paul Konerko hit a two-run homer to put the Sox ahead. We were sitting in the bleachers. A rather rowdy group to our left and right. Seemed our section was pretty cool. Actually, a fight broke out in the section next to us and a girl ended up punching up another girl...a little too much alcohol I'm thinking. Back to the game. The Yankees got the tying run on in the 9th (Jeter single). Next guy sacrificed him to second. Next guy walked, (Two men on and one out). A-
Rod crushed a ball to right that the right-fielder made a great catch on at the wall. And the next guy hit a liner down the right field line that the right fielder make a spectacular diving catch on to preserve the victory for the White Sox. Great game, but I'm now 5-2 for the home teams.
Said good-bye to Alex at the train and headed to my car. The final indignity of the Bronx then occurred. When I left the parking lot on my way up to Boston, the parking attendant said, "That'll be $25. I said, "But the sign outside said $15." He handed me a printed card (sounds like was not the only unassuming and dissatisfied customer) that said, "If you stay for the Yankee game, it's an additional $10." Talk about bait and switch. What was I going to do, ram the gate...I paid the $10...grudgingly."
Do you believe in Karma? Karma is the ancient Indian concept of "action" or "deed" understood as that which causes the entire cycle of cause and effect. In some modern circles, it's the idea that "you reap what you sow."
Now, let me see, I had a great experience with the people at the hotel, parking and the game at Citi Field on Sunday with the Mets and they won. I had a "less than stellar" hotel, two parking problems and a fight broke out during the game in the Bronx at Yankee Stadium and the Yankees lost. Is that Karma, or is it purely coincidence? I don't know, but I prefer to believe in Karma. I even tried to change that Karma with a kid who deserved a baseball. The kid was appreciative...Mom and Dad looked surprised. That's fine...it's about the kids.
After the game, drove the 166 miles to my hotel just outside Boston, in a little town called Natic. Had a reservation (I thought) at the Travel Lodge in Natic. It appars I did not. Fortunately, I also saw a Crown Plaza right next door, and after my hotel experience of the night before, rather than staying at the Travel Lodge, I chose to indulge myself in the Crown Plaza. Great place at not a bad rate. Sometimes it's good be in AARP!!
And my luck (karma) started to change. It was 2:00 am and I was tired. As I went to the man at the counter at the Crown Plaza, and inquired about a room, we started talking. He saw my Cubs windbreaker and asked if I was from Chicago. I said, not Chicago, but Bloomington, IL, about halfway between from Chicago and St Louis. He said to my amazement and amusement, "I went to Illinois State!" He was from Sullvan, Illinois (Little Theatre on the Square). Everybody in unison, let's sing, "It's a small world after all!"
Great room, great rate, good night! More tomorrow from Boston!