We had a nice Sabbath, saw quite a few friends at synagogue and spent a quiet afternoon at home. We ate our lunch outside but by mid-afternoon the skies began to darken and eventually it started to rain, so we had to retreat indoors.
I am beginning to think that I am bad luck to our baseball
teams. Although the Mets did win that last game we attended, they only won after we left. Today we headed to Yankee
Stadium for a day game against The Minnesota Twins. Yankee Stadium is very
close to our house, but we had never been there so we left plenty early to have
time to figure out where to park and orient ourselves around the area. Because
it is a “city” stadium in a very congested area, the parking is not nearly as
straightforward as at CitiField where the Mets play. We were somewhat surprised
by the number of cars when we arrived 1½ hours before the game. We found our
way to the handicap entrance and then to the section where our seats were
located. What was extremely odd was that, although we had purchased an
accessible seat and the row was “labeled” as accessible (with the usual symbol),
the only way to get to that row was to walk up 4 steps! Fortunately I can do this, but we are still scratching our heads about the little picture of a wheelchair next to a flight of stairs. Then we had to spend time trying to find out what to do with the wheelchair, because there were few attendants and the first two we asked had no idea how to handle this. Finally we were shown an area within our view where we could leave the chair. All in all, I am sad to say they did not earn high marks for handicap services.
It does leave me wondering whether the management of the park would prefer not to see people with disabilities there at all (hence my header). Seeing someone with oxygen in a wheelchair may strike some people as their worst nightmare. Certainly if I could turn all this around, I would. But I am glad that there are at least enough people out there who are willing to accommodate those of us who have challenges and make available disability seating and parking so that we are not imprisoned in our houses. But back to the game….
After a little excitement early on, including the Twins scoring one run in the 3rd inning and the Yankees scoring two runs in the 4th, neither team scored any more until the top of the 9th when the Twins scored 6 runs - yes, you read that correctly, 6 runs! We saw no point sitting through the bottom of the ninth, and by the time we got to the car and turned on the radio, the game was over, final score Twins 7 and Yankees 2. So you can see why I am beginning to think I should stay away from baseball games. In fact, recently the Mets have been doing pretty well without me there. We have tickets for a Mets game when Joshua will be visiting us later this summer, and we have 2 tickets for another Yankees game given to us by a friend who has season tickets and cannot use one of the days Joshua will be with us; Barry and Joshua will use those two tickets. So assuming that I am the source of the bad luck for the New York teams, maybe they will at least see the Yankees win.
I have one other bone to pick with Yankee Stadium. Barry went to buy me some ice cream. I prefer to eat from a dish than a cone because cones can be so messy. But the only “dish” they had was a whole PINT of ice cream. That is 4 servings! Someone please call Morgan Spurlock (of the 2004 movie “Super Size Me”). Even if I could eat that much, I hope I would stop myself from doing it. Of course Barry bought it anyway (because that’s just the kind of guy he is) but needless to say most of it went to the garbage.
We will be heading up to Sharon on Tuesday for Shavuot. So you all get a break from me for a few days.
Have a wonderful week.
Love,
Rebecca
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