And on Mondays, we Sassy Chop

Though Hank the Ballpark Pup was a no-show, Monday was our first game of the year at the Ted.

Though Hank the Ballpark Pup was a no-show, Monday was our first game of the year at the Ted.

Since February, I’m pretty sure I’ve become a bigger Brewers fan than I ever imagined I would be. And it’s got nothing to do with the team on the diamond and everything to do with the little puppy that’s stolen America’s heart — Hank.

Hank, the stray pup who wandered into the Brewers’ Cactus League grounds in Phoenix, was rescued by the team and became the unofficial team mascot…and pretty much melted my heart. It kinda helps he’s my type — Hank and my dog, Herbert, could be brothers!

So with only five (confirmed) weeks left in Atlanta before I’m off on my next great adventure, we decided a trip to the Ted was most definitely in order to see the Bravos take on the Brewers. Justin’s friend from college, Nate, kindly gave Justin, Christian, and I three of his employee tickets and gave the fourth to his cousin, Bri, who joined us.

After meeting at Techwood, we made our way down to Turner Field through traffic — us night-shifters forget that this city’s infamous for that — and had an easy time parking.

The last time I saw the Hank-less Brewers was at Coors Field in rival Denver, but the resounding boos for Ryan Braun and CarGo in Atlanta were new — and quite impressive for a crowd of only a few thousand. We took our seats in section 408 and enjoyed people-watching and joking all night. Somehow, every time we go to the Ted, my stomach always ends up in stitches from laughing so hard, particularly when watching Justin sassy chop — a tomahawk chop with lots of Shakira-esque hip-shaking.

After Lyle Overbay threw some heavy heat at 81mph and the Bravos won 9-3, we spent the rest of the night karaoke-ing, singing everything from classic country to the Frozen soundtrack.

Hank might not have traveled with the team to Atlanta, but it didn’t make the night any less memorable. It’s been a while since I’d laughed that hard or had that much fun and by the time I got back to my house, I was wishing the night hadn’t ended.

Until the next time, Bravos! (I swear I still love the Phillies the most…)


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