go dodgers, but fuck dodgerdogs

This past sunday i attended what i thought was the best dodger game i have ever been to. Jess was up from San Diego and she took me to the game. As usual we do a little pre-gamin at my house and head off to the game so we dont have to sit in los angeles' trademark traffic jams. But we do anyway.

Get to the game and our seats are AMAZING!! 4th row, behind home-plate, 95 degrees outside. A perfect day for a ball game persay. Meeting the standard requirements of a Dodger game i had to get atleast 1 dodger dog and a beer right? aw fuck it, i got 2 dodger dogs, a beer, and some peanuts.........to start things off. Dodger dogs were great, Beer was frosty cold even in the 95degree sweatshop, and the peanuts have never tasted sooo good!

Not too much scoring throughout the game 1-1, until our patron of the south bay, Nomar Garciaparra, makes it the best dodger game i have ever attended....

Bottom of the ninth.....bases loaded.....score tied @1...First pitch.............ball.............next pitch........it's going....it's going......it's GONE.......Nomar has just hit a walk-off Grand Slam to win the game!!!!!!!

I have never expierenced a walk-off home run to win a game before, let alone a grand slam, well besides watching the Kurt Gibson homer replayed three thousand times on ESPN. It was insanely out of control. People were cheering 10 minutes after and continued yelling as they violently rushed to their "coches"! It was truely a site to see!

So i get home and everything is still fine until about 2AM.... ya all downhill from there.

It feels like someone is stabbing my lower abdimon with a dull ice-pick. Stomach pains i have never felt before bombarded me like kamakazi fighters into the barracks. Then it really started, well lets just say it was coming oout of both ends of the spectrum.... at a fierce, rapid fire to say the least. constantly switching from praying the porcelin gods to destroying them i was soo dumbfounded by the situation i just wept in pain. cause really it doesnt feel good when everything tries to escape your body at once. trust me.


went to the doctor and he told me i probably shouldnt eat dodger dogs anymore, but i told him to try going to a ball game and not getting one, was he fucking crazy?? he felt my pain and laughed it off.

so next dodger game: only eat 1 dodger dog( and maybe dont put the funky relish on) and have 2 beers instead of 1 ey?