OK - i am having serious issues with my crap-ass laptop and can't do anything on this site and mouse appears to not be working. So i can't post the post the pictures. when i get it figured out, i will post the Stanley Cup pictures. I can't tell you how annoyed i am right now. Worked fine yesterday...
Game 25/Restaurant #18 – El Tipico
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Wigs & Julie
Kevin had to work today and Heather was in SF/Sonoma, so it was just Wigs & I at the game. The Stanley Cup was supposed to show up so we wanted to get there early to make sure we saw it. It was a 3:05 game, and we got there around 1:30 or so. Of course after we got there, we read on Twitter that the Cup was going to be there at 2:30. Oh well, it’s fun to watch batting practice and I feel like I haven’t done that in forever. Remember back in the day (2003, 2007, 2008…) when we’d actually wait in line for the gates to open 2 hours before the game so we could get our seats?? Fun times, and batting practice is always good, but it’s also nice to have the extra 2 hours on a Saturday afternoon to get some crap done.
Anyways – there were a TON of kids at the game today. Usually that happens on Sundays (where they can run the bases) so it was kind of weird for a Saturday.
We ended up sitting right in front of dumbass/douche/divorced dad – I don’t even know how to describe it. He was this 40-something dude with his 2 boys who got 8 balls during batting practice. And one of his kids refused to give a ball to a little girl who asked if she could have one after just missing catching it. I’m calling him mini-douche. Wigs and I kept exchanging looks on the comments we were eavesdropping on, and at one point he says “we have so much to talk about”, to which I responded “I was just about to text you”. DDD Dad was this total meathead, muscle guy with bad back acne. (Wigs said a sure sign of steroids.) The funniest part of the day was when the girlfriend finally showed up (2 minutes before game time) and kept trying to convince him to put his shirt back on. It was a totally overcast (albeit hot) afternoon, but honestly the sun was not out once. She’s like “no one else has their shirt off” and when he was going up to concession stand, she says “oh, don’t you want your shirt before you go up there?”. Ha ha. Wigs also heard him say something like “I can’t believe my girlfriend is embarrassed that I have my shirt off at a ballgame.” More haha. Oh and the girlfriend griping about the “mean lady at the Ashland post office” who “kicked her out” of the post office because she tried to sneak her dog into the post office in her bag. She got all the way up to the counter, and her dog poked her head out of her bag at the last minute! She was so outraged. Um, couldn’t you just leave the damn less-than-5-pound dog in the car???? So annoyed by all of them.
Anyways – the Stanley Cup was brought out by Coach Q who basically walked it to the interview deck by 3rd base, sat down for an interview and then he went to the pitcher’s mound, set it down there and threw out the 1st pitch. Then lifted it again over his head and walked off the field. Boo. I’m going to have to pull out the pictures from 2010 and show what a different atmosphere it was. I feel like Wigs & I were the only ones who knew the Cup was going to be there.
So off we go to the game. Felt like it was going to be the longest game ever. 1st inning took 30-35 minutes. Ugh. E Jax was super-slow when runners were on which felt like it was every inning, but really just the first 3. I think the annoying DDD Dad/girlfriend/mini-Dousch added to the length of the game.
There was a bachelor party from Indiana to the left of us who kept chanting “baby stealer” to the Pirates right fielder Jose Tabata. I finally asked one of the guys what that was all about, and learned that his wife stole a baby and then told Jose that it was his. Crazy?! Our DDD friends googled it and confirmed the story. But only after we had to tell them to google “Tabata baby” and not “Schierholtz baby” as DDD Dad was telling girlfriend to do. I am not kidding. Here is what I found:
I feel kind of bad for the guy after reading this. I mean the poor kid was 20 and from Venezuela and this crazy woman was 43, with a prison record, etc. I am assuming he divorced her, but didn’t look that up. And how did we never hear of this before?? We were like “was this dude in the AL or something?” Nope – he was a Pirate prospect and been with them ever since (he’s only 24 now). Again, I do feel kind of sorry for him. Crazy people stalk baseball players.
So to quick-cap the game – Soriano had 2 two-run home runs for all 4 RBI’s. Cubs won 4-1. The first 8 innings lasted like 3 hours, and the last 2 innings lasted minus 30 minutes. I know that doesn’t add up, but that’s what it felt like. Guerirer (pronounced like “career” according to Kevin) had two 1-2-3 innings to really move things along late in the game, so that was a relief after a long game. Yea Soriano!!!
On to Bernie’s, where we met up with Kevin, Trish, OB, Jay & Michele for a couple drinks. Then we went to dinner at El Tipico, which was at 1905 W. Foster Ave. We were going to go to Cosina Grill, which is near 1700 W. Foster. However, this was a BYOB and we asked the driver to drop us at a liquor store near the restaurant. Which turned out to be like a convenience store vs. a liquor store, so the wine selection wasn’t the greatest. We saw El Tipico across the street and decided to change our plans. We got a table outside and it was a perfect evening.
We had a pitcher of margaritas, chips & salsa and some queso fundido as an appetizer. The queso was greasy (as expected and as it is everywhere – so I’m not dissing it). They gave us 2 kinds of salsa, and one of them was served warm – I loved it! For dinner – another pitcher of margaritas, and I ordered the Chicken Fajitas. Kevin had the Chicken/Carne Asada Fajitas and Wigs had the Combination # Ocho (8). I don’t remember what all was in there, but I think it was Carne Asada, Chicken Taco and a couple other things. Awesome description – I know. Sorry L What I will say is that everyone loved their meals. The salsa included with all the entrée’s was super-fresh and delicious and there was plenty of food, including leftovers (for me). The service was good, and the server was extremely patient with helping us idiots fumble through our attempts at Spanish (helping us to sound out the exact sentence we were trying to pronounce – funny!). This was a good find, as it was something we weren’t even looking for.
Recap:
Cubs Win 4-1!!
My season record: Visitors 16, Cubs 9
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