Today was James's first major league baseball game. We went to Shea to see the Mets play St. Louis. Dan was very excited and dressed James up in his Tigger baseball uniform and VERY CUTE hand-me-down baseball hat. James was so excited that he fell asleep on the way to Queens. He did find the escalator ride to our seats pretty interesting, however.
When we got to our seats, everyone was very adoring of our cutie. He was just taking it all in. The game started out pretty slow-- three innings of a pitchers' dual (Santana was pitching great and keeping his pitch count ridiculously low). Then the Mets started getting hits and the crowd started getting loud. James then started crying.
Fortunately, the Mets kept getting hits. Unfortunately, the excitement of the game kept getting to our little fan. We took turns taking him on a walk inside the stadium to try to get away from the noise. Dan found that every time he got him settled down and tried to return to our seats, the crowd would cheer again, and James would commence with the tears. We ended up leaving, but we made it through more than half of the game, listened to the rest on the way home and saw Santana pitch the ninth inning for the win on TV. GO METS!
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