A Day on the Town

  1. Mariner Game

Today’s game was a day game. We light-railed to the stadium, arriving about 11:20, for a 1:10 game. This is part of what Carl does. He chatted with some folks while we waited by the Mariner bullpen for the pitchers to arrive. At least one fan told Carl he recognized him from being next to the fan who caught a ground rule double 2 games ago.

Once the pitchers arrived we got to watch Gilbert and Castillo throw bullpen sessions. Carl was waiting to get the attention of Jose A Ferrer, a reliever. Carl had put together a postcard with a picture of Nationals Park on the front, and the box score and other information from Ferrer’s first win as a major league player on the back. Ferrer came over, signed a copy for Carl and took his copy. Ferrer seemed genuinely pleased, showed it to a few, and we could see him looking at it more as he walked back across the field to the clubhouse. And he got to pitch the 9th inning as the closer in today’s win over the Atlanta Braves.

  1. Waterfront Walk

The game ended and we had some time to spare so we walked from the stadium down the Seattle waterfront to the aquarium, then up to Pike Place Market and finally down to the Harbor Steps.

Puget Sound
Soccer Art  – we are a World Cup city
Sea Hawk mural
Found our tile in the Pike Place Market
  1. Dinner Out

Just off the Harbor Steps is the Noi Thai restaurant for dinner with our friends Janet and Lisa. I had crispy garlic chicken and Carl had red curry.  Yummy food and the best part was they had Happy Hour portions so it was just the right amount of food.

  1. Jesus Christ

Walked the 4 blocks (uphill) to the 5th Avenue Theatre to see Jesus Christ Superstar.

It was a really good show. I only wish I had played the album some this week so Carl would have known the story/songs. While I listened to it many, many times, he only knew Jesus Christ Superstar. And in true Carl form, largely because it was the first walk up music used on repeat. This was used for Dick Allen with the Chicago White Sox. Nancy Faust, the ballpark organist, played it when he came to the plate in a game in 1972. He liked it so much he asked her to play it every time he came up to bat.

After light-railing home again, it’s time for bed.

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