Monday's Patio Party

Last Monday my friend Miller invited me to a White Sox Patio Party. Miller has season tickets to the White Sox games, and I often go with him. I've gotten pretty interested in the team, to the point where I'm checking scores online when I'm not at the games. This interest in sports is definitely new to me. I've always thought of sports as something people with nothing better to do partake in. As in, no hobbies or social life, probably with family, and use it as a braindead escapism tactic. However, maybe the bit about it being escapist is true, in that you forget about other stressors in your life and just enjoy the game you are watching. And does what I described not apply to my television obsession? Clearly I was holding a snobby double standard. So thats gone, and I'm into baseball.

Anyway, Miller is part of a White Sox message board that has become somewhat of a close knit group of people, who all tailgate before games and go out occasionally. They organized this Patio Party. The patio party is held at field-level in this big room that is sort of like a high school cafeteria. The food and beer and wine are all you can consume, and then we had first row above the visitors bullpen seats. For 40 dollars. Pretty awesome deal.

So we gorged on meats and beer for two hours then went up to our seats which were insanely incredible. The game was a killer, with the sox crushing the royals 12-2.

This was total classic summer action, and I had a ton of fun. I'm really appreciative that Miller would think to invite me, and hope I was a good guest.