Hi Everyone! Last night I was invited to a Yankee game by one of my besties that I’ve known since high school. So totally awesome!!
Now, if you know me, I know what you’re thinking…
“YOU went to a YANKEE game??”
(And yes, my mother knew I was there.)
My parents are HUGE baseball lovers and plan their summer days around the Met’s schedule. My mother grew up in Queen’s and was a die-hard Brooklyn Dodger fan. When the Dodgers left NY in 1957 for LA my mother couldn’t bring herself to be a Yankee fan. Especially after this huge upset:
So, when the Met’s came to town, my mother’s world was at peace, and, in turn, I was born and raised a Met fan. When I moved to Washington, D.C. for college and the National’s played their inaugural season, I considered myself a National’s fan. My friends and I went to a lot of games and have some great memories.
When it really comes down to it, I’m a fan of baseball. I love the game, always have and always will. I don’t feel it’s sacrilegious to go to a Yankee game while being a “Met fan”. I will never pass up an opportunity to watch a live game, regardless of what team is playing. There’s nothing like being in a ballpark, watching a live baseball game and eating a hot dog and peanuts.
Anyway, they must have known I was coming and wouldn’t be pleased with their lack of healthy food options, so they gave these out:
I’m going to grow my own tomato plant! Thanks Yankee Stadium!
They did offer corn on the cob as a food option, but my friend informed me that it was doused in butter. And I did scope out a stand that sold gluten-free buns for hot dogs and sausages. But I didn’t feel too much guilt eating typical ballpark food because I ate my granola for breakfast and chickpea salad for lunch. When in Rome. 🙂
By the way, the Yankees lost to the Twins, 6-5. (The Met’s lost to the Braves, 14-6.)