
My Date, Miss Rachel.
So last night I went to my first Phillies Baseball game. It was a magical time of beer, baseball, buddies and future co-workers. You see, it was a company outing for the Walnut Street Theatre but since I have a couple good friends that work there I was invited out as well, despite not being an employee there again until August. It was tons 'o' fun and despite not paying close attention during the first 6 innings, I still managed to watch the part of the game that mattered for it was in the 8th inning that the Phils showed their "I think I can attitude" and pulled back into the game sending 11 fellas up to the plate and racking up 6 runs. Needless to say, the Phils won and sent the Brewers home to their hotel crying.
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Go Phillies!!!!!
I need you to know that I seriously fucked up my knee on the seat below me while I was jumping up and down, cheering them on.
But it was worth it, because I think I helped them win...
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