Drama at Wrigley

Last night, Seth and I attended our very first Cubs game at Wrigley Field. Maybe you heard about it on the news? How the game was ended by a giant storm complete with tornado warnings? It was a doozie! We got tickets through Seth's company and were excited to experience another slice of true Chicago living. The game started at 6 but we were late arriving because we trained in and ate dinner at a little hole-in-the-wall pizza place near the stadium that had the biggest slices of pizza we had ever seen. We had enjoyed about one inning of the game between the Cubs and the Houston Rockets when it started to rain. At first it was kind of fun to watch all the people in the more expensive seats below us run for cover (our seats were in the covered 200 level of the concourse), and then to watch the spectacle of the grounds crew running onto the field to unroll a giant blue tarp. But then the rain started coming down harder. And the lightening and thunder got closer and louder and more impressive. And then the winds started swirling around so that all the left-behind debris on the abandoned seats began to blow around like crazy. Then the rain started coming down in such heavy sheets that (according to news reports after the fact) the visibility was down to zero. The winds were so strong that the rain was blowing sideways and hitting us under our covering. And then, best of all, the tornado sirens started wailing. Everyone was looking at each other like, Well, now what? The sirens paused briefly (which resulted in applause and a round of "let's go, cubbies" cheers) but then resumed. Seth and I made our way through the absolute crush of fans on the ground level (we felt seriously akin to cattle being funneled down a shoot) and made it to the exit gate. We ran into a very enterprising salesman ($5 for a rain poncho), bought two ponchos, and made a run for the train station. We got pretty wet in spite of our ponchos, but made it safe and soundly from the first train to the second, then walked several blocks to the third and final train that shuttled us safely home. Whew! It was quite a dramatic foray into Wrigleyville. Maybe next time we'll see a little more baseball!

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  1. MacFadyen ClanAugust 5, 2008 at 11:17 PM

    wow!! i can't believe you were at that game! how exciting! bruce is a HUGE astros fan so we were watching it on t.v. of course i love wrigley field and most games there are amazing experiences...sorry yours was a soggy one. we used to go to christ church of wrigleyville which was right down the street from the field...so every so often we would catch a game after church. =)

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  2. The EyesAugust 6, 2008 at 1:53 PM

    sounds FUN!!!

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  3. matt broweleitAugust 6, 2008 at 4:50 PM

    very cool. What an experience!

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  4. tiffanieAugust 8, 2008 at 12:03 PM

    are you sure it was baseball? houston rockets are a basketball team. ha ha, hmac is right: houston astros. we knew what you meant. you should try another game on a sunny day. remember when we saw the mariners at your very first pro game? fun!

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