A dose of perspective and two funny stories from last night.
First, when you get all excited about attending a sporting event or concert or some such public gathering, there's something to remember about buying those seats down in front. If you do so for a concert, it's virtually guaranteed you're going to get to see a really enjoyable show. If you do so for a sporting event -- in which you are invested on one team's fortunes over another -- there's a chance your team will get its ass kicked and you'll be disappointed. Gotta be prepared for that.
Second, sitting just to our left, in the front row, was an attractive 30-something woman wearing a red Phillies jersey. She was with a 50-something guy (sugar daddy?) and a kid of 16 or 17 (probably her son). Both of the fellas were decked out in their Dodger gear and she kept looking over to us for moral support. At one point I asked her how she got into this situation (consorting with the enemy) and she said:
First, when you get all excited about attending a sporting event or concert or some such public gathering, there's something to remember about buying those seats down in front. If you do so for a concert, it's virtually guaranteed you're going to get to see a really enjoyable show. If you do so for a sporting event -- in which you are invested on one team's fortunes over another -- there's a chance your team will get its ass kicked and you'll be disappointed. Gotta be prepared for that.
Second, sitting just to our left, in the front row, was an attractive 30-something woman wearing a red Phillies jersey. She was with a 50-something guy (sugar daddy?) and a kid of 16 or 17 (probably her son). Both of the fellas were decked out in their Dodger gear and she kept looking over to us for moral support. At one point I asked her how she got into this situation (consorting with the enemy) and she said:
"It's like when your boyfriend is fighting with your husband."
Hooookay.....? And she would know how?
Sitting right in front of us was a couple and two young boys (all Dodger fans, and front-row seat season ticket holders to boot). I asked what they did for a living. The lady said they were in the steel fabricating business. I suggested maybe they had some roots in Pittsburgh and asked the guy if he ever took the family back there. The woman jumped in:
Sitting right in front of us was a couple and two young boys (all Dodger fans, and front-row seat season ticket holders to boot). I asked what they did for a living. The lady said they were in the steel fabricating business. I suggested maybe they had some roots in Pittsburgh and asked the guy if he ever took the family back there. The woman jumped in:
"Oh, he's not my husband. And those aren't my kids."Hooookay....?
Only in LA, I guess. Only in LA.
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