Adventures in la

Okay, so I didn’t go to Coachella, I’m neither cool nor un-broke enough for that at the moment. But I did do another essential rung on the ladder of becoming an Angeleno: Dodger’s game!

I love heckling. I love hearing it, I love doing it, I love everything about it. That’s why I am officially stating my preference for the Dodgers.

We sat in the upper deck where the tickets are only twenty bucks and the fans will throw stuff at you. Maybe that’s the whole park, I don’t know, but I like it. The guys sitting next to me (pictured) got thrown out before the end of the third inning for throwing something at the exodus of Giants fans (also pictured). 

It isn’t just the Giants though. If you show support for another team you will be cursed and if you escalate you will have popcorn thrown at your head. That is unless you are a pretty girl. One such girl, in full Giants gear, got a pass when walking under our section. The entire seating area agreed that she was hot enough that she could root for the Giants if that was her thing.

Giants SUUUUUUCK!

Oh and two homers and a grand slam. Did I mention that? (“SCOOOORE BOARD!”)