Jordan called me up a few minutes ago. “We have an extra ticket for this weekend’s baseball games – do you want to go?” Freddy bailed out last minute, and although he was willing to pay for the tickets he bought, Jordan’s been trying to find someone because four guys is better than three.
What ticket?
Technically, it’s two tickets. We’re going to games 2 and 3 (on Saturday, July 14th and Sunday, July 15th) between the S.F. Giants and the L.A. Dodgers.
After our show on Friday night, we’re driving up to San Francisco. (We as in Matt, Jordan, Bill, and me.) I’ve had no part in planning, but with what Jordan told me about the cost:
- tickets: $50 for the two games
- Motel 6 (near SFO): $25/night per person
- car rental: $25
- gasoline: $30
- food: $50/minimum (six meals)
For me, this is going to be insane because I’m working Friday, driving straight to Pasadena for our show, melting the faces of our fans, then leaving for San Francisco. Supposedly, Matt will be sleeping all day Friday so he can drive as much as possible through the night.
Goal for the baseball games: get our retirement money by catching Barry Bonds‘ 755th or 756th home runs. (That means he needs to hit 2 home runs on Friday, 2 home runs on Saturday, and 1 on Sunday to experience some craziness like never before.)
After the game on Saturday afternoon, as far as I know, we have nothing planned. I’m sure the guys will figure something out.
This is going to be a crazy weekend…
All Narfed Up 