Dovi Takes Wrigley

So yet again I have an excellent story to tell. It's long, with lots of photos interspersed. If you're feeling extra spirited, you can look down my left toolbar thingy and click the Go Cubs Go music to play whilst you read the tale...I must say it really does add to the experience. I'm moving the button up for today and then will move it down tomorrow. I'm a spaz and don't know how to make it auto-play.

Grab a coffee, sit down, and enjoy....

The Story of How Dovi P Conquered Wrigley Field:A Tale on World Domination, One Fan at at Time

So on Monday night at about 9:15, we got a phone call from Dovi's teacher from last year (and the three years before that, Susan)


She started telling me this whole story about how it had been her dream to take Dovi to a Cubs game and get him on the field, etc etc. I'm thinking..."Umm that's all of our dreams. We've tried. No go"

Then she goes on to tell me about how her new aide this year, Michelle, is dating the owner of John Barleycorn - a bar right in the heart of Wrigleyville a block from Wrigley Field. She tells me that Michael, the owner/boyfriend, is willing to take us to a Cubs game (he has season tickets. of course. Benjie's been on the wait list for what? four or five years, and will probably remain on it for the next 45 years, just in time to buy season tickets for the grandchildren) and he can get us on the field before the game.

Meet him at the bar at 5:30 tomorrow. We're like-ok-we'll definitely take the tickets, but for goodness sakes, why can some random bar owner get us on the field? Well it turns out that not only is Michael the owner of John Barleycorn, he's an enormously nice, generous guy, who seems to know every person in the Cubs organization.

On the way down to the field, he merely waved to some random guy on the field, and in we went. I think Benjie wanted to kneel down and kiss the hallowed ground. But he didn't. He played it cool. We got to see the Brewers take batting practice, and one of the coaches gave Dov-man a ball. Kewl.
Think Benjie looks happy? Unsure who was more excited, Dovi or Benjie. Well maybe it was Dovi. It's a toss up.
Sitting on the little brick wall behind home plate
All of us. I look really scary. Some lipstick might have helped. I lost my favorite color and have been too lazy and cheap busy to pick up a new tube. At Target. Where I am constantly. If anyone wants to get me one, it's Max Factor Lipfinity Faithful Fawn. It's the color my lips would be if they had any natural color. Which they don't. Don't argue with me. I've been the owner of these lips for 31 years and without lipstick they are skin colored. I'm a freak of nature with messed up genes.D man in the dugout. We met Jim Hendry in there, the something in the Cubs organization. Benjie was thrilled.Gettin cozy in the dugout.


So then Michael dropped us off at our seats and went to get Susan in to the game-she hit terrible traffic on the way in and if we had waited outside for her we wouldn't been able to get onto the field. We had excellent seats. The 112 section for those in the know. Which I am not. I texted a good portion of the game.


We were sitting near to these really nice guys, Jason and Mike Sutton from River Forest. Why are they mentioned here? For a few reasons:

• they very impressively managed to drink their body weight in beer and and remain sober, unlike the man next to me, who after 6 beers, kept on having the same convo with me (me and his wife had chatty chatted earlier. At which point she asked me if my triplets were natural. Why did it matter to you at a Cub's Game if I had help to have my kids? It amazes me) So the guy next to me kept on saying: "Woah, you have triplets? Amazing!" Then he looked me up and down: "Man, you look HOT for having had triplets". To which I wisely responded "Thank you". No use arguing with a drunk man who is complimenting you.
• They bought Dovi a souvenir ball. How nice is that? They saw how much fun he was having and felt compelled to get him a little souvenir. How darn nice! Thanks guys! (I told them that I'd post their photo on my blog and gave them the address) Guy on the left? he's a chef at the Ritz Carlton in Hawaii. Hey, if you're reading this, Dovi's always wanted to go to Hawaii....hahahahahahahaha. Here they are holding their incredibly thoughtful gift to Dovi.
  

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Between the top and bottom of the 5th inning, they welcomed Dovi on the scoreboard!!! My camera sucks and I couldn't get a clear picture of it. Anyways, people in front of me were jumping up and down celebrating come excellent defensive play so it was hard to see. I think it was that play. If not that one than one like it.

Then, at about the 6th inning, nice Michael, owner of John Barleycorn, boyfriend of Keshet employee Michelle, came and got us (Susan had left at this point) and took us down to his alternate seats (he's living Benjie's dream)-the second row behind the media people along the first base line. Sweet.

See the kid's head sitting next to me? He was heckling the Brewer's first baseman the entire time. I think he was trying to get him to charge the stands. That would've been interesting. He was unsuccessful.


Then it was time for the 7th inning stretch. In Wrigley, they sing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame". Not sure if they do at all fields. But they do by us. Dovi loves it. Take me out to the ball game...take me out with the crowdBuy me some peanuts and cracker jack, I don't care if I never get backLet me root, root, root for the CUBBIES, if they don't win it's a shame-notice him holding the patch on his new jersey-thanks, Savta. We need to talk re the price. A tad more than expected. Kisses.For it's one, two, three strikes you're out at the old ball game


Let's get some runs!!
So they did.
And they won. Hooray!
High fives all around.

Dovi was happy. Dovi is very tired.

THANK YOU SUSAN, MICHAEL, AND MICHELLE!

Truly, a dream come true for one happy Dovi.