Home Opener

The Brewers started their season on the road this year, thanks to the lockout that shut down baseball. Originally, the Crew would have opened at American Family Field at the end of March, but that didn’t happen. Instead, they ended up at Wrigley Field with their debut in Milwaukee delayed.

Since the Home Opener was on April 14th, today was 414 Day, with a start time of 16:14 (4:14 pm).

Prime and I had Club level seats, which were insanely nice. They’re padded and a bit more comfortable than a lot of the other ones. We were fairly close to the action, but didn’t have to worry about possibly getting struck by a fly ball or a bat.

Now, the Brewers were up against the Cardinals and when the Crew goes up against the Cardinals, it’s either the dirty red birds shit all over Brewers or something historic/odd happens. It was against the Cardinals that Trevor Hoffman got save number 600. But the umpires were acting like dipshidiots and were throwing players, managers, and fans out like there was no tomorrow. Today we didn’t have that sort of problem but things didn’t go completely smoothly for the Brewers.

The top of the third inning was the inning that never wanted to end. It just went on and on, my friend, due to some rather odd calls at home plate. I’m not sure who was behind the home plate, but I couldn’t help but wonder if the guy had completely lost the strike zone or something. He also claimed that an inning ended play didn’t count because of catcher’s interference. The Brewers lucked out and finally did get that last out, preserving their two to nothing lead.

Speaking of leads: the Brewers got one in the bottom of the first and never lost it. Adam Wainwright was the starting pitcher for the Cards. He’s been hell on Brewers hitting. He wasn’t today. The bats were up and running today; the Crew got a run in the first two innings and two in the bottom of the third and a final run in the bottom of the sixth. Although the Cards tried to rally a bit in the top of the eighth, they could only plate one run via a home run off of the bat of Tommy Edman. Jandel Gustave managed to settle down afterwards and the rest of the inning was uneventful.

The game ended with a Brewers win: 5 – 1 Brew Crew.

The Good:
-It’s been a while since Prime and I saw a Brewers victory over the Cardinals. Most of the time, we’re seeing losses, as the Cardinals seem to have the Brewers’ number and give them no end of headaches. So a big fat ‘W’ feels really good right now.

-I got pins. Holy slag, I got pins. I have at least three different logo pins for the Crew. I honestly think that the 1990s logo is my favorite; it was used until 1999, so I do believe it was the first Brewers logo I ever saw. That was the same year I met Prime and moved to Wisconsin. So yeah, I have a soft spot for the 1990s MB logo.

-We managed to score ticket vouchers. Which means another trip to American Family Field.

The Not-So-Good:
-I damn near had an anxiety attack while trying to leave the stadium. I have enough issues with escalators–bad ankles, balance problems and now a pair of knees that are absolutely problematic–so getting on one takes concentration. Just as I’m about to step on the escalator going down, one of the people behind me starts screaming about how one of his buddies dropped a deuce that clogged a fucking toilet. He was practically IN MY EAR while he was doing this. And he wouldn’t SHUT THE FUCK UP. It was not a pleasant trip on the way down and when I reached Prime, he could tell I wasn’t happy. I was absolutely shaking like a leaf and Prime was pissed enough to holler at the idiot that nobody gave a shit about it and to shut up. Which leads me to another installment of:

How Not To Be a Garbage Human

Look, if you’re drunk and you think it’s a good idea to loudly share with several hundred complete and total strangers some embarrassing incident that happened to one of your friends, let me give you a word of advice: FUCKING DON’T.

Okay, that’s actually two words but the point still stands. You literally do not have to announce that sort of thing to anyone outside of your circle of friends and/or acquaintances. Nobody cares that Jim Bob took a shit so big it backed up a toilet in a sportsball stadium. You might think it’s the height of hilarity but trust me, only four year olds or drunken dipshidiots like you and your backwoods hick family are going to find it even remotely funny. Trust me on that. Literally nobody else cares.

Also, doing that sort of thing is absolute hell on someone with anxiety, whether or not it’s social anxiety, or simply GAD. Not to mention that anyone who might have dealt with verbal abuse might not appreciate you screaming either, as they probably dealt with someone who was more than happy to raise their voice while saying truly horrible things, so a lot of people go into fight or flight mode upon hearing someone shouting. Seriously, having someone that close, screaming in my ear, pretty much ratcheted up my anxiety to a fucking twelve. Have a little common sense, decency, and some fucking courtesy and keep that sort of thing to yourself. Inside voices only, please. But I digress.

Other than that bit of idiocy, things were great. Oh, and Prime also stopped at a local Target and finally got the rest of the Micro Machines that we needed. That definitely didn’t suck.

We’ll be heading back to another game in about two weeks. Expect another update then! Go Brew Crew! ❤

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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