Braves at the Cubs, part two
Did two, no, three things in Chicago. Ate pizza. Watched the ballgame at Wrigley. Ate pizza, had a ballpark hot dog, and watched another game. From a year back, casual recommendations were section 111 or 212. Wound up a few rows back one time, from the Cubs dugout. Bought the tickets long before the teams were contenders. Maybe not the Braves this year, but Cubs have a wildcard spot at the moment.
The apartment — AirBnB — was primo. Just a few steps from the bleacher entrance. Two points? The old flat in London, after midnight, the last of the city line tube (subway train) was audible, running underground. In the movie the Blues Brothers, set in an early scene, there’s an apartment by the “L” (unsure of spelling or designation), shakes every time a passenger rail rattles by. Think the unit backed up to the rail line, the Addison station maybe.
Braves at the Cubs, part two
“Hey hey what do you say? Cubs are going to win today. Go Cubs Go.”
Hotdog at the ballgame
Interesting crowd.
