BYU vs WU: Seattle
I have been bad about updating my blog. Today I repent and start anew. I have a lot of things to blog about but just have not taken the time.
My first road trip with the team was a pretty good experience. We flew out of Provo airport around 12:30. Naturally my seat was on the last row, but I did have the aisle seat so it is good to know I am not absolute last on the totem pole when we travel. We arrived in Seattle and jumped onto a bus and then traveled to the hotel. It was my second experience with having a police escort. It was fascinating to watch the five or six bike cops weave in and out of the busses while stopping and redirecting traffic. Quite and art!
Friday night I got myself a ticket and went down to Safco field and saw the Mariners square off against the Yankees. I scored a really great seat on the first row of left field. Had it not been a no hitter for 7 2/3 innings of the game it would have been a great seat to catch a home run ball. I sat next to a man that worked at the box office there at the field. He was a nice guy and we had some good chats. He was a Husky alum and was sporting his UW jacket. Of course I was sporting my Cougar blue. It was a fun game and the Yankees lost so who could ask for anything more.
(I have a really great video clip of Andy Pettit pitching I was going to put up for Jared but it won't load. Guess my computer hates the Yankees too.)
Saturday I played my highlight for the team in the hotel and then we took off for the stadium. For those of you who watched the game you know that it was a nail biter. It was really sweet to be in the team box on the field when Jan Jorgensen blocked the PAT at the end of the game. It was a rush. If you follow sports you know mist of the controversy surrounding the game. I wont get into that.
The highlight of the game for me was after the game I was walking out of the locker room and was walking down the hall with a UW lineman. I help a door open for him and he looked at me and said, "Good game coach." All I could do was smile and laugh to myself. I replied, "You too. You played hard." It was just funny, and felt kind of enpowering to be called coach. If he only knew. Hey wait....does that mean I look old?
We flew home after the game and I was home by 8:30 pm Saturday night. It was a great trip.
My first road trip with the team was a pretty good experience. We flew out of Provo airport around 12:30. Naturally my seat was on the last row, but I did have the aisle seat so it is good to know I am not absolute last on the totem pole when we travel. We arrived in Seattle and jumped onto a bus and then traveled to the hotel. It was my second experience with having a police escort. It was fascinating to watch the five or six bike cops weave in and out of the busses while stopping and redirecting traffic. Quite and art!
Friday night I got myself a ticket and went down to Safco field and saw the Mariners square off against the Yankees. I scored a really great seat on the first row of left field. Had it not been a no hitter for 7 2/3 innings of the game it would have been a great seat to catch a home run ball. I sat next to a man that worked at the box office there at the field. He was a nice guy and we had some good chats. He was a Husky alum and was sporting his UW jacket. Of course I was sporting my Cougar blue. It was a fun game and the Yankees lost so who could ask for anything more.
(I have a really great video clip of Andy Pettit pitching I was going to put up for Jared but it won't load. Guess my computer hates the Yankees too.)
Saturday I played my highlight for the team in the hotel and then we took off for the stadium. For those of you who watched the game you know that it was a nail biter. It was really sweet to be in the team box on the field when Jan Jorgensen blocked the PAT at the end of the game. It was a rush. If you follow sports you know mist of the controversy surrounding the game. I wont get into that.
The highlight of the game for me was after the game I was walking out of the locker room and was walking down the hall with a UW lineman. I help a door open for him and he looked at me and said, "Good game coach." All I could do was smile and laugh to myself. I replied, "You too. You played hard." It was just funny, and felt kind of enpowering to be called coach. If he only knew. Hey wait....does that mean I look old?
We flew home after the game and I was home by 8:30 pm Saturday night. It was a great trip.
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