Now that I have finished the Irish Chronicles I now get back to the everyday life adventures that are going on. My Sister Omega, her husband, Joe and myself went to the Cincinnati Reds baseball game last night. They were playing Pittsburgh, and the Reds lost. That was a bummer, but we had a great time anyway.
Omega's husband was given these great tickets, which included access to the Club House and seats above home plate. I was blown away. One foul ball came whirling at us at about 100 miles per hour. All these seats at the game, and the ball is heading right at my head!
This has happened to me before, when I was with my brother Pat. He had to deflect the ball while holding a beer! The result was he jammed his thumb, saved his sister, and did not spill a drop of beer.
The same thing happened, almost. The guy behind us reached out and knocked the ball down, it landed on the stairs and bounced to the front row where it was immediately picked up. Such a big deal! Wish we had gotten it!
We went over to Omega's house afterwards and listened to an Irish band called the Saw Doctors. We sang along with "N-17"...."oh I wish I were on the N-17! Stone walls and the grass is green. Traveling along with just my thoughts and dreams." Joe sang loudest of all!
They are going to be performing in Indianapolis on August 17th....hmmmmmm, what do you say Chef Grace?