About a month ago I got a call from my gf and she asks if I want to go to a Cubs game with her and like 6 of her other friends that she always talks about but I had yet to meet. After careful consideration and weighing the pros and cons of stepping into said Wrigley field or the littler box or whatever clever name you have for it, I decide to put my prejudice aside and go. The tickets are cheap and I would like to meet these girls I have heard so much about. I had to work that night so I was not sure if I would get to stay for the whole game or if I would have to leave. Luckily we were able to figure out a time to meet and I would just park on a side street and meet them there.
Now seeing as how parking in the southside is never an issue when you go to Comiskey park I had not prepared myself for not finding a parking spot near the field. I drove up and got a call from my gf (I am going to call her Ashley because we watched rock of love and she was the Ashley to my Farrah) that they were in the bus in front of me, so I figured I would park quick and meet them in front of the field. I could not find a damn parking spot to save my life so I drove around in circles for awhile. I finally found one and set out to the park. At some point the rain decided to come and terrorize me on my walk there. It was like having buckets of water weighing you down as you walk. I get in front of the ticket people and grab my ticket from Ashley after blowing up her phone for 10 minutes. One of the tickets they had purchased was fake so one of the girls did not get in and she had to run down the street to get the real one. Big hot mess when I arrived.
All the girls were pretty buzzed at this point and I had been introduced quickly as we headed to our seats. The girls found these killer seats behind home plate and we all sat down thinking we just scored something awesome, unfortunately the rent a cop on duty came over and asked for the tickets, one of the girls (who let me preface this with saying she is clearly Caucasian) showed the guy her ticket and he said this is family only section who are you related to? She immediately retorted saying she was with Soriano. Fail on our part. We had to leave and go to our 500 level seats. Now in Wrigley there is NO smoking anywhere, not in the ramps, not in the stands, not anywhere. So some of the girls lit up and walked up the ramp and a bunch of old people got pissed. Like seriously its not being blown in your face, I am sure you had much worse things happen then a girl smoking in a clearly open area, get over it old people. So we get to our seats and there is a family in front of us. Awesome. They look like the cookie cutter type and were not happy that a bunch of loud mouth, swearing, inappropriate girls were sitting behind them. But realistically it is a ball game, if you don't want your son, who prob will grow up to date a girl like us, dont go to a ball game, and especially do not ever go to a Sox game!
So everyone is a little stressed and the family in front tries telling us these are not our seats, uh listen bitch the ticket clearly states these are our seats. I was annoyed with said family already but did not say anything as this is not my area. Ashley decided she just didn't give a fuck anymore and lit up a cig in the stand daring anyone to say anything. Yet again an old lady starts yelling no smoking here, I mean really she was like another section over, when did people get so uptight? Anyway Ashley decided to show this lady she would stand up and blow it towards her face. Well rent a cop number 2 comes over and tells Ashley to come down and gives her a warning. Great we have literally been inside for a half hour and gotten reprimanded twice now.
We leave our seats to go use the restroom and get more drinks (much to everyone's pleasure around us I am sure) and decide to hit up the ramp where some of the girls start smoking in front of the no smoking sign. We have people making comments as they walk by, I was on my phone and an older gentleman says look 4 hot babes standing around smoking or on their phone at a Cubs game, don't know what that meant but who cares. So after dirty looks and many rent a cops starting to swarm us we decide to leave and save further embarrassment of getting officially kicked out. We meet the other girls near the Captain Morgan club and decide that four of us are going to go to Cubby bear while the rest go watch the game. By this time I am ready to leave anyway and relax before possibly working. We head to Cubby and get some drinks. As we are standing outside having a smoke these 2 older gentleman come and start chatting us up. One tells us how he just paid out four million to his ex wife in a divorce and the other wants us to do shots with them.
We tell them that we have to go use the restroom but not before we also tell them that one girl is a gynecologist and the other is a radiologist. We then go in and try to escape these men where they wait for us outside the washroom. We tell them we need girl time and promptly leave and head to my car. I was taking them to Irving and Pulaski to catch the train and then heading out to wait to see if I work. After and eventful and downright funny trip I drop the girls off afraid they may not make it across the street. I went over to Muffy's to await my fate of work seeing as how it is still shitty out. I get the call that we are no longer needed and head on home where the sun starts to come out and I recover from the shenanigans of the day.
Basically I am glad I am a Sox fan because I can smoke in the park, I can curse out anyone I want, parking is easy, no one ever gets super creepy, it is harder to get thrown out of a park, the rent a cops do not care unless it is violence, oh and my team is a WINNING 1st place team!! Yea glad to be a Sox fan!
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