Tuesday, November 20, 2012

DC Sports Quadfecta


DC Sports Quadfecta

When we came to DC, I was excited to maybe catch a baseball or hockey game while I was here.  The DC natives have it rough when it comes to sports.  The Redskins, Nationals and Wizards are perennial loveable losers and the Capitals, while close, but have never brought home the Stanley Cup.  Little did I know I would actually catch all four major sports teams before the year was up, completing the elusive and ultimately not-really-worth-it DC sports quadfecta. 

Basketball
Feb 29th vs. the Chicago Bulls

The Washington Wizards were in a tight race all year….the race to be the worst team in all of basketball.  Ultimately they lost the title to the Charlotte Bobcats, but not for lack of trying--or maybe that's exactly why.  Anyways, the point is they're terrible.  So when the Bulls came into town, but Chicago-loving brother-in-law and I decided to go to a game and tickets were dirt cheap.  We had a bro-tastic dinner in Chinatown, then watched the Bulls destroy the Wizards to a packed house of 19,500 Bulls fans and one poor bastard who gets paid by the team to be a "die-hard fan."  All-in-all it was a great time and a good start to my DC sports experience.

Hockey
May 2nd Round 2 vs. the New York Rangers

With the current hockey strike going on, we got crazy lucky that the dream for a DC Grand Slam didn't die here.  I assumed we'd have a chance to go in the Fall, but when the Washington Capitals made it to the playoffs and even upset the second place team in the first round, we decided if we're going to one hockey game this year, might as well go big.  That along with the fact that my beloved Avalanche have not given me many chances to cheer, much less go to the playoffs lately, made me extra excited for the hockey playoff atmosphere. 


I found some tickets on Stub Hub on the first level, nothing fancy, but solid seats for our trip to the Verizon Center.  Then things got awesome.  Stub Hub sent the tickets and the row/seat didn't line up with what I remember I'd purchased.  Since I got them on Stub Hub, they didn't have the exact seat/row on the e-receipt I got, but I could confirm that where the seats were, didn’t correspond with how much I paid.  They were WAY better!  Jenn and I showed up and sat three rows behind the glass right next to the penalty box.  This was and will probably be the best seats we’ve ever had.  Not sure what happened, but Stub Hub sent us the wrong tickets and somebody else was probably royally pissed off.







Baseball
July 18th vs. the New York Mets
Oct 3rd vs. the Philadelphia Phillies

The Nationals were the only DC team I was actually excited to see.  Strasburg and Harper are two sensational rookies that I was excited to check out up close and personal.  I was so excited I saw this team twice.  The first visit was with my sister and the amazing family she married into.  Her husband, Mitch, and his three kids came along and we had a great time.  I got an awesome deal on tickets that were right along the left outfield line and my niece almost caught a homerun that rang off the foul pole!  Mitch purchased two tall margaritas for the ladies (niece excluded) and the party was on.  We had a great time celebrating my nephew Henry’s birthday at their first time ever to a major league game and our first time at the Nationals stadium.


My second visit was a little more sporadic.  The guys at work and I decided to go to the Nationals’ last game, which was conveniently during the work day.  We played hooky and got to see two great events.  The first: The Nationals won the game to clinch home field advantage throughout the playoffs.  Oddly enough, the one that got more cheering was when Teddy Roosevelt put on his green Usain Bolt shoes and won the President’s Race with a little help from the Philly Phanatic.  No, I didn’t just have a stroke while typing.  The President’s Race is a fun tradition at Washington Nationals park.  Every game in the middle of the fourth inning, George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, Thomas Jefferson and Teddy Roosevelt race around the ball park in huge over-sized head costumes.  And for 525 games, they have never let Teddy win.  Teddy Roosevelt was 0-525 going into the final game of the season when he broke the curse.  Fitting since the Nats were headed to the playoffs for the first time since 1932.

They lost in the first round.  Thanks for nothing, Teddy.


Football
Nov 4th vs. the Carolina Panthers

And as the trees turned brilliant shades of red, orange and yellow, we came upon football season; the last frontier in my quest to hit the DC sports cycle.  My co-worker Jim and a couple of his buddies went to the game.  We got seats at the club level and had amazing weather for a Redskins game in November.  I’m a little frustrated at the Redskins right now because as they toil away at the bottom of the NFL pecking order, my beloved Broncos are on route to win the division with a real good chance to get to the Superbowl with Peyton Manning at the helm.  I mean, would it kill the NFL to sign a deal with the cable companies to allow for other team’s to get purchased, so I don’t have to get Direct TV to see my team from 2000 miles away?   But I digress…


It turns out my co-workers are not the timid engineers I expected, but full-on Peter Lovegrove worthy enablers.  By halftime I had consumed way too much alcohol, watched a little bit of football and stumbled our way back to the metro for some post game appetizers and sobering up.  I met a bunch of guys in my line of work I wouldn’t have been able to otherwise and we all got some good blackmail material on each other.  Ahhh…good times.

All in all it’s been a fun year getting to see sports from the East Coast.  With that said, look out Avalanche, Broncos, Rockies and yes even you Nuggets, I’m coming back!

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Sandy Storms and Sugary Sweets


Sandy Storms and Sugary Sweets
So originally this blog was going to be an intense story of survival.  Braving the hurricane force winds with our two kids as we struggled to survive without power for days on end.  Frankenstorm, Snow-pocalypse, Winter-maggedon, but my favorite name of all for this impending doom was Brynn’s: Sandy Storm.  As Hurricane Sandy headed up the coast towards the Eastern seaboard, it seemed much less threatening when coming out of a three-year old’s mouth.  We put gas in the cars, charged all our devices, drank all the milk in the house, stocked up on batteries and bought a ton of non-refrigerated food including a delicious 12-pack of Oatmeal Cream pies….for the kids of course.

In no way do I want to be insensitive to those people who’ve been terribly hurt by “Sandy Storm.”  $30-$50 billion in damages and 175 lives lost.  They cancelled the NYC marathon and several people are still without power nearly two weeks after the storm hit New Jersey and New York.  Our thoughts and prayers go out to everyone struggling out there.

For us though, Sandy Storm came and went.  The wind picked up, it rained for 48 hours and then as timidly as she had entered our lives, she left.  We were left with four pounds of beef jerky, eight cans of spaghettios and embarrassingly enough…only six oatmeal cream pies.  Brynn was left with a lack of respect for hurricanes, Jenn was happy that I’m not considered essential by my work and Jonah was just excited that everybody was home for four straight days.

So since I don’t have much more to report, I decided to throw in a note on Halloween.  The storm rolled out of town on Tuesday and Halloween was the next day.  Jenn made a great Peter Pan costume for Jonah and Brynn was an adorable Tinkerbell.  The size ratio was non-Disney official, but if Brynn stood back in the distance, it almost worked.  I was extra excited this year, because this was the first year that we were going Trick-or-Treating in our neighborhood.  When you live in a town home community on Halloween, being a kid is amazing.  The house per minute rate these kids achieved was dizzying and in only 25 minutes, we had a quarter of a pillow case full of candy.  We promptly put them to bed and helped ourselves.  I’m only assuming our parents did the same thing and we turned out fine…

So all-in-all it was a busy week.  With sugar highs and adrenaline crashes, Sandy storms and sweet sweet candy, October left with a bang.  Now if you’ll excuse me, a Three Musketeers bar is calling my name.  Don’t judge me.