1904 Surf Avenue
Brooklyn, NY 11224
August 2, 2014
Our first TBB-sanctioned trip to a minor league baseball game. Which also happened to be Star Wars Night. Coincidence? Nope. We also brought Lara with us. It's unclear as to whether or not Lara has actually been to a baseball game before, so we're going to go ahead and declare that we brought Lara to her very first baseball game. Unfortunately, we forgot to document this moment with a photo because we were too busy being wowed by all of the perks being at a minor league game included. So, we apologize for that failure.
Since we're not that familiar with Brooklyn, we got hosed on parking. We paid (or rather, Lara paid) $20 for parking at a lot across the street. When we walked to the ballpark, we noticed a lot right next door to the stadium advertising parking for $5. We're a-holes. If we'd just driven a little further, we could've saved Lara $5.
Once inside the stadium, we got our free giveaway, which was a Padawan Pee-Wee bobblehead. The bobblehead exhibits a higher level of craftsmanship than Jedi D'Arnaud.
Our second round of food included fries for $7.50 (Serena), a pulled pork sandwich for $8, and bacon on a stick for $7 (Lara - Lara basically went ape sh*t on food). While waiting on an unnecessarily long line for fries, Serena missed an epic light saber duel on the field. Lisa managed to snap a photo to show her when she got back. Lara's sandwich was decent, the meat having been cooked in bacon grease (which is fun for fatties of all ages), but the really beauty of the night was her bacon on a stick from the Big Guy NYC stand. Their slogan is "slap that pig." It was literally the best piece of meat we've ever put in our mouths. In the history of meatkind. Thank god for Lara. She insisted that she go on a hunt for that stand once we heard about it. Us? We were too lazy to follow. If she hadn't chased that stand down and missed 2 innings of baseball, we never would've gotten the opportunity to make sweet, sweet love to a bacon on a stick.
Serena remembered to bring her minor league ballpark mini TrapperKeeper with her (Lisa forgot...again...because she's an a-hole), so before it got too late, she left to find the validation station. While she was gone, she missed a hot dog race (ketchup one) and another light saber duel. Stupid.
If anyone knows what this light up vibrator thing in right field is, please enlighten us. We will mail you a dollar for your insights.