Coming from DC I was relieved to be in NYC traffic. Crazy isn’t it? I think the traffic in DC is so much more
unbearable, on highways, than NYC. I
hate all the looping highways of Washington DC.
I was on my way to pick up my friend Melissa from La Guardia
airport. I made it there just as she
made her way to the curb. Me and Melissa
have known each other forever. She will
even try to claim that I body slammed her as a little kid. This did not happen. We became really good friends when I was
deployed to Iraq. In my downtime I was
always online talking to people at home and Melissa was always in an airport or
hanging out in a hotel when she worked for Circuit City. She is the one who gave me the idea for this
blog so I was pretty excited that she was coming to experience the Mets game
with me.
We made our way to the hotel which was right next to the
airport and tried to figure out what we were going to do next. We were both down for just about anything but
I really wanted to go see the 9-11 memorial.
I had been to the World Trade Center once before. I visited just before I left for
Afghanistan. When I was there before
they were building the memorial so I visited St. Paul’s Chapel. I was so overwhelmed when I looked
around. I’m not the type of person who
likes to show too much emotion but my eyes were filled with tears on that
day. Melissa got tickets to see the
memorial on-line and we picked them up a few blocks away from the site. Being at the site of the World Trade Center
is emotional for any American. I kept
saying to Melissa that what happened here is the moment my life changed and I
didn’t even know it on that day. If it
wasn’t for the events that say I never would of joined the military and I
wouldn’t be writing this blog right now.
Me and Melissa talked about how it has impacted our lives and where we
were when it happened. We didn’t realize
it until then but we were in the same class when we got the news. We were in Mr. Kerry’s American Government
class. We were in a new wing of our high
school when the principal came over the PA system and told us what was going
on. Somebody wheeled in a tv and we
watched the events of that day unfold.
After we left the 9-11 Memorial we went to time square and
tried to get tickets for The Lion King on Broadway. The tickets were $200 a piece and we both
decided that that was too much money too spend.
I wish I had that extra capitol because I’ve always wanted to see that. The Lion King was one of my favorite movies
as a little kid. After we left time
square we went over to Central Park and walked around for a little bit. We had both been in NYC several times before
but never been into Central Park. We
didn’t venture too far in but we did take the opportunity to take some pictures
on the giant boulders where you can see some of the skyscrapers. We walked a few blocks from Central Park and
found McGee’s pub. McGee’s pub is the
bar McLaren’s in the TV show How I Met Your Mother is based off of. Me and Melissa are huge fans of the show and
were excited to go. Unlike McLaren’s,
McGee’s Pub is two stories. McGee’s
isn’t too much like McLaren’s but you can see resemblances. The bar on the 2nd floor is
EXACTLY like the one in the show. There
are also pictures of the HIMYM crew all over.
We had a beer at McGee’s and decided to head back to the hotel to get
some rest for the next day. We made our
way back to the subway station near Central Park when we saw a group of street
performers dancing. We watched the show for
about 20 minutes. When they started
asking the crowd for money everybody started to leave and we followed
suit. We decided to walk a few blocks
back to Times Square and we sat in the bleachers and people watched for a
little bit.
The next day we decided to grab a taxi and head into
Manhattan. We went up to the Empire
State Building. I had been there once
before but Melissa hadn’t. Last time I
was up there it was night and limited visibility so I didn’t get to see
much. NYC just seems to go forever and
ever. We spent a long time looking at
NYC from all sides of the Empire State building. After that we decided to head back to the
hotel and get ready for the game. The
Mets requested that I wear a button down shirt and some dress pants so I needed
that stuff ironed. I’m really bad at
ironing so I had Melissa do it for me. Seriously! For the readers that know me and Melissa I
got her to iron my clothes. I think
that’s the highlight of our friendship.
The New York Mets gave me four tickets to the game. I had invited a couple people but most
couldn’t make it out to New York. I
decided to invite Tom Grazisoe who I had met through www.baseball-fever.com. I told him that I had two tickets for him and
he could bring an extra person. I got
down to Citi Field and met up with Jared George. He gave me my tickets and left two for Tom
and his daughter Tina. He brought us
into the Delta Sky Club where we would be able to eat as much as we wanted and
drink all the pop we could handle. We
still had to pay for alcohol which I didn’t mind a bit. After showing us the Delta Sky Club he took
us to our seats. I can’t even begin to
describe to you how amazing our seats were.
On the 3rd base side I was literally feet from the batters
circle. I felt like I could reach out
and touch every single one of the players.
We were also granted access to the field while Batting Practice was
going on. While I was standing there I
look over and I see Tommy Lasorda. Tommy
friggin Lasorda, people!!! He did a few
interviews and went over to talk to some people he knew while everybody tried
to get a picture with him. I stood out
on the field for a little bit and went back to where my seat was. The usher who stands there and opens the
entrance to the field asked me if I got a picture with Mr. Lasorda and I told
him I didn’t want to bother him. He told
me that he had to walk back out that way and I had to get a picture with
him. As Mr. Lasorda made his way off the
field I jumped up and asked him if I could get a picture. He kindly obliged but seemed to have some
negative words about people who expected it.
I believe his words were “Of course, see this nice young man knows how
to ask.” Unbelievable.
I decided to attempt to walk around the park and check it
out before it got too busy. There was a
fellow ballpark chaser there by the name of Paul Sanders so I went and chatted
with him. We did the usual talking about
my trip and discussing what we thought of other ballparks. Paul’s family had been season ticket holders
forever but when they moved over to Citi Field his family didn’t like the price
and the view so they got out. Paul still
attends tons of Mets games a year. I
talked to him for a little while longer but had to get going so I could meet up
with Tom and Tina.
Me and Melissa went down and had some food in the Delta Sky
Lounge. We came out and there were two
people in our seats. I didn’t recognize
them and the usher asked if I knew them.
I said I did not and he was ready to toss them. That’s when it occurred to me that it must be
Tom and Tina. It was. I went over and introduced myself and they
were so happy to be in the seats that we had.
They were both Yankees fans but couldn’t pass up the opportunity to
watch a game from such amazing seats.
What was awesome about Tom and Tina is they’re not just Yankees fans,
they’re baseball fans.
I was taking park of the Mets “Welcome Home Veteran’s”
program. That meant they gave me these
wicked awesome seats and at the end of the third inning I was going to be featured
on the jumbo tron. I was a tad bit
nervous. With two outs left my leg
started shaking and I had a huge knot in the pit of my stomach. After the third out of the inning a camera
crew was right on me. They featured a
little video with pictures that I had submitted when requesting to be part of
the “Welcome Home Veterans” program. At the
end of the video I stood up and waved at the camera and the crowd went
wild. In my head I was just trying not
to look like a fool in front of thousands of people. They instructed me to turn around and wave to
the crowd and they got even louder. It
was such an amazing surreal moment and I was terrified. I was less scared when my chopper landed in
Iraq for the first time. I turned and
waved at the camera for a few more seconds and they turned it off. Whew the hard part was over. I had Melissa take a video of it on my phone
but I was too nervous to watch it. Later
when I watched it I felt so awkward. It’s
unreal seeing yourself on the jumbo tron.
You know that feeling when you see yourself in a picture and you think
you look weird. Imagine seeing that on a
giant TV in front of thousands of people.
We watched the rest of the game with Tina and Tom talking
about anything and everything. Towards
the later innings I kept thinking I did not want this experience to end. Luckily for me the game went into extra
innings. Unfortunately it didn’t last
long as the Mets lost a heartbreaker in the 10th inning. Jared came back over and we talked for a
bit. He walked us out to the corridor where
I met up with Paul Sanders again. We
went in and checked out the museum and called it a night.
One regret I have about my experience in Citi Field is that
I didn’t walk around more and get a real feel for the park. I was too caught up in my amazing seats to go
explore anyplace else. I have to make it
back someday so I can give a true review of the park. I would like to thank Jared George and the
rest of the Mets organization for making such a truly special experience for
me.
I left NYC the following day and headed down to North
Carolina to visit some family. I needed
to catch up on some writing and I was excited to see my Aunt, Uncle, and
cousin.
Keep On Smilin- It’s Baseball Season!!
Good stuff as usual RJ! I love that you are clearly savoring each moment of this trip and making the time to interact with people at every opportunity. You are creating memories that will supply you for years to come, and I almost certain this will be the trip of your lifetime when you tell it to your grandchildren. I hope you'll stop by Stadium Journey and rate some of the ballparks you've visited, I'd love to get your perspective...Happy Journeys!
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