My GIANT Experience

The other sports are just sports.  Baseball is a love. ~Bryant Gumbel, 1981

Would you look at these lines?  And there were more going the other way.

These crazy fans were there more than two hours prior to the game.  Initially, my husband was willing to get in line that early, too.  But the lines were outrageously long.

"It's just a bobblehead," ~my son exclaimed in the back of the van. 
"But it's a Lincecum bobblehead!" ~my husband sadly had to forego this one for his collection.

So we went back home until it was time for the real game time. 

You see, as much as my husband is an avid Giants fan from his youth (his mom's been a fan since her teenage years), I'm the complete opposite.

I'm merely going to the game on a date because I haven't seen my man for more than two weeks (he was out of town).

But my attention was not on the game but rather on the people, the vendors, the kid licking the cotton candy off his fingers, the relationships between the fans, the food people brought with them, the billboard, the signage, the trash!

Baseball does not interest me (no offense, baseball fans).  I just can't get into it.  David says I just need to try a little harder.  He stopped telling me that.  I'm a hopeless case.  But when he starts talking about the personal stories of each player, I tend to be more attentive.  

But I was there...wishing I had my other camera rather than my little Canon point & shoot.  I even brought my knitting kit which David dared me not to take out!  Okay, I didn't.

Evening fell, and the Giants won against the Mets. The fans were happy! And I enjoyed our time alone in a crowded stadium.

Lincecum bobblehead owners flaunt their goods.  And when we were crossing the street, I commented to someone, "Hold on tight to your bobblehead.  It might fall off."  The top was opening up and the box was upside down.

David asked him if it was worth the wait.  He smiled and said, "No."  He then asked if we got one.  We said, "No, the lines were too long."  And just before we parted ways, he handed us his Lincecum bobblehead.  Just like that!  "Here, take it. We have an extra one."

We were beside ourselves!  I had to take a photo of him but he was too shy to be recognized.  But I caught a glimpse of this man whoever he is.  "God bless you! Thank you!" were my parting words.

Wait!  I have more to tell. There's a life lesson here especially for our kids.  Go to my recent post,  My Tribute to the Giants.