At the Ted

I went to my first Braves game of the season yesterday. It was a good Sunday afternoon for baseball. I knew the Cubs were bad, but it’s much more painful to see them in person. The Cubs fans couldn’t even drown out the hometown crowd during “Take me out to the ballgame.” I sat in the upper deck behind the visitor’s dugout, and the view was great. You can see the downtown Atlanta skyline, and the view of the action is fine. My daughter had a lot of fun doing the “haw-muh-tawk” chop, and wore her Francoeur jersey-shirt and Braves cap proudly. Speaking of Francoeur, no player got a bigger applause than Jeff when he came to the plate. The kid sells tickets.

I want to give a thumbs up to Gondeee’s Guide to Turner Field. I go to games so infrequently that I’ve never developed a good way to get there. I followed the directions and found five dollar parking within a short walk. I encountered no traffic on the way in or out. Of course, having the game during the Falcons opener probably contributed a bit.

One Response “At the Ted”

  1. Marc says:

    That’s why Francoeur is going to be in the majors come hell or high water (or an extremely low OBP). All the female teeny boppers in Atlanta will come out to see him.