My buddy and I got down to Wrigley where it was beautiful outside the park. And then we went inside to our seats.
And froze solid.
No, seriously. The wind was blowing straight in off the lake and it was cold. Cold, cold, cold.
And then the banner raising festivities were postponed from their scheduled 6:15 start because of the threat of bad weather. About 7:15 or so, the bad weather finally showed up and rain poured from the sky in torrents. Happily, we were dry beneath the upper deck.
But it was cold.
A little before 8 PM, they put David Ross' performance from tonight's Dancing With the Stars live on the Jumbotron. That was amusing.
And then came the banner raising, starting at 8:10. Which was fun. And came with fireworks, which I'm assuming that Alderman Tunney approved at some point, somehow.
Did I mention that I wore my light jacket because it was warm outside?
Then there was messing around. I'm not sure why there was messing around until 9 PM, but there was no actual baseball being played.
After an inning, my buddy went downstairs to use the men's room. About 60 seconds later, I followed, because I desperately needed to get warm. We ran into each other on the way through and I told him, as I decamped under a monitor in the concourse, that I would be back up in a bit.
About an out later, I realized that he was still there. We compared notes and concluded that being warm in his car on the way home was better than trying to watch more of this particular baseball game at this hour of the night.
But I made it to Opening Day!