Just Bethany :)

This is Hunter Wendelstedt, and I am not a fan.  I’m not a baseball kinda gal, but my mom is.  So, when hockey season is done and the ice is all melted, we put on our Cincinnati Reds t-shirts and head up to the ballpark.  This was my second game this season and we were playing the Milwaukee Brewers.  Now, I am a hockey fan, I like contact, hard hits, pushing and shoving, and well, players who care about what their doing.  My problem with the Reds goes something like this:

1. Ken Griffey Jr.  Now, let me get out of this out of the way first.  Griffey was good once that time has come and gone.  He is now getting paid to be in Cincinnati and is living off his fathers name.  I am so sick of Griffey and wish he would retire…maybe it is the hockey girl in me, but I need someone that plays with passion, with fire, and wants to get it done.
2. Adam Dunn, there was a time when Adam Dunn would step up to the plate I would get chills, again, that time has come and gone.  Argh.

Now todays game was exciting.  Dusty Baker came out and yelled at the ump, not once, but twice!!  It was very exciting for me, I wanted to see a little pushing and shoving, but apparently baseball players are scared of a little contact so it never happened.  But, here is what did happen in the game!

1.  The Brewers were up 3-1 and I had lost all hope.
2. Joey Votto, aka the good Canadian boy whose parents just couldn’t get him on skates soon enough, got a home run to tie the game!!
3. The catcher, Paul Bako was kicked out of the game for arguing a call.  This was the first time Dusty came out to yell.
4. Then, Ryan Freel was a pinch hitter, got some questionable calls and he argued with the ref ump, and was immediately thrown out.  My moms heart was broken.
5. The second time Dusty came out to yell at the ump he was emotional, it was fabulous you could see him yelling…again, I was hoping for blood and punches, but whatever, it works.

All in all it was a pretty decent game, but I will close with this quote from the post game recap on the Cincinnati Red’s website:

The Reds also had their first two ejections of the season, as the eighth inning claimed both Paul Bako and Ryan Freel.

When Bako argued balls and strikes with plate umpire Hunter Wendelsted in the eighth, he was ejected. Bako refused to discuss the call or the ejection after the game.

“I think he gave him four warnings,” Baker said. “Bako isn’t like that, so he really must have thought it was a strike. He was adamant.”

In the bottom of the inning, Freel, who was batting for Cueto, argued after he was called out on strikes. Wendelstedt ejected him as well.

I’m glad I could be there for the first two ejections of the season.  I suppose it is fitting.

Do you see this?! Okay, let me tell you about my day at work, for those of you that don’t know, I work for a catering company. It started off normal, I went to work and ended up taking an order to Good Sam. No big deal, I have been there a TON, granted I had never (so I thought) been to the room I was going to. When I get to Good Sam, the main lobby was closed. I called my boss and she told me to go in through the Medical Office Building, which I did. I then took the elevator to the 8th floor where I thought my order was, I asked the woman sitting at the desk where to take it. She had no idea, but, she called around and finally figured it out. Then, she said someone was coming to get me. Sounds great right? No, you are wrong. No one ever showed up. I was frantically calling my boss and the pharm rep, trying to figure out where to go. I spoke with the pharm rep and she wanted to meet me in the 6th floor. Erm, the problem there is that you can’t get into the main lobby and to the elevators I needed to get to, so we met on the seventh floor, took the other set of elevators down to the sixth floor, and then, we took it over to the area we were supposed to be, THEN we went up two flights of stairs (carrying all the food) and I set it up. By this time I had been waiting 45 minutes, trying to find where I was supposed to be. WELL, after I had set it up, I went down and looked for my keys, oh no, I left them, so back up the steps to get my keys (thus making an idiot out of myself). I begin to walk around the hospital, wondering how to get out, I call Becky, and tell her my story. I wandered around the hospital for another HALF HOUR, until I found a way out. It wasn’t even the right entrance (I guess exit) but I saw the sun after almost an hour and a half of being stuck in the hospital. That was my day, and it feels good to complain. Not going to lie.