the lights went on at Wrigley.
I was there. Standing room only. Rained out in the middle of the third. Jody Davis and associates body-surfing on the tarps. And me and my three buddies from Philly, Chicago, and San Jose, taking it all in.
A good time was had by all.
(Yes, I copied this from last year's post. Sue me. Besides: The Cubs can't even arse themselves to notice. Today is a day game, for crap's sake.)
(Huh. I guess they did arse themselves, for the first time I can recall: Chicago remembers 'Opening Night'
I'm standing in the upper deck on the first base line about halfway down.
And yes, I still have my souvenir hat, shirt, program, and possibly ticket stub, if it's still in the program. I intend to be buried with them.)