My Seattle Ball Game Trauma.......

Friday night after the Yankee and Mariner game, Trent and Hal and I were waiting for the Ferry and a we ran into a distinguished looking man Trent knew that was also waiting for the ferry. Trent told us later he was a Senator. Trent told him we had just been to the game. He told us he had gone to Wednesday's game when they played 14 innings and beat the White Sox. Trent told him we had been at that one too. He must have noticed our long faces and said, "You didn't leave the game to get on the Ferry did you?" "Oh, it was ........." Trent told him he better not say anymore about it with me around.

We did go to that game. It was a great game. We left after the 12th inning to get on the ferry so we wouldn't have to wait until 12:15 a.m. for the last ferry to Bainbridge Island. We just barley made the ferry and Trent was listening to the game on the radio and his radio with headphones.  If any of you  have walked with Trent anywhere, you know he walks fast.  He's at least 6 ft 4" and takes huge steps but I hated leaving that game before it was over!  Had I of been two, I'd have thrown a fit.  All I could do was stay as close to him as I could.  My fear was that they would put Griffey in without me there.  Trent knew that.  He loves to tease me.  Not long after the ferry pulled away from the city, we were on the top deck freezing cold and Trent's eyes light up and he told me they were going to put griffey in.  I was sure he was teasing me when he said they until he shared one side of his head phones with me.  He did it.  After 14 innings, Ken Griffey Jr. ended the game with a run off hit  and I wasn't there to see it.  I missed exactly what I wanted to see...but....It's been a couple weeks now and I am especially grateful that I was in such great company. The game could have could have gone either way, there was no way of knowing. Trent, Dianne and their family found a way to get me to laugh instead of cry. I did cry when I got a text from Mike just before I went to bed. He sent it from Chicago It said: "Mom, I got up in the middle of the night to see what the who won. I can't believe it! Tell me you didn't leave the game early to get on the ferry." I froze. I couldn't even respond. I was exhausted from the drive and all the excitement that I did sleep that night but this is what I missed:
(At the end, look for the guy in the stand with the white shirt.....see the empty seat behind him.....I would have been there....smiling!)