It all started with a tweet: “If you had free tix to 1 of these gms, which 1 would you pick: Phillies @ Marlins, Astros @ Cubs, Brewers @ Rockies? Best tweets air on SC”
I leaned over the cubicle wall Monday morning to show Connor my iPhone, displaying SportsCenter’s tweet, laughing that the six worst NL teams were playing each other, two of which were our hometown squads. He jumped up, realizing that the Brewers were playing an hour north. And the search for tickets began.
With my family in town, I figured it was the perfect chance to show them Denver, a spontaneous Monday night trip to Coors Field. My parents headed up early in the afternoon, and Connor, Jordan, and I drove up after work to meet them. Our seats in the infamous Rockpile (akin to the legendary 700 Level in Philly) were incredible, in dead center field, right above Connor’s favorite, Dexter Fowler.
It was an awesome chance to hang out with my parents, and catch a great ballgame, one of my family’s favorite sports. With cheeseheads and Packers shirts littering the stands, Connor wasn’t alone in his Brewers shirt, and, after working so many straight days during the Games, it was a great chance to relax the day after Closing Ceremony.
My parents enjoyed telling us about their trek to the top of Pikes Peak and the Incline, while we traded stories about hiking our first fourteener, Quandary. Since I’ve been working so long while they’ve been visiting, it was wonderful to get to spend some decent time catching up with them.
We lucked out with gorgeous weather both times we’ve been to Coors this summer, and we’ve been treated to some awful baseball, but they’ve been some of the most fun trips up to Denver. For being one of the worst games in the league that night, it was certainly a perfect evening.