OFF TO OZ

(or mecca or jerusalem-or your "center of the universe")

((what away-contd)

We set off on a late august sunday morn to the bronx-the newly refurbished "house that ruth built"-toronto is in for a doubleheader (yes-ancient times when you could get 2 for the price of one) {let's play two today-ernie banks}

ticket booth-"young man this game has long been sold out"
(you can observe a lot by watching-yogi-i got learned his experience by observing Popa)

i laid a $20 on the counter-
"chief-i got a baseball virgin here-finally talked her into a live game"
"these folks should have been here by now" he pocketed the $20.
laid 2 tickets on the counter(his fatal mistake)-i collected.
"$40"
i peeled off another $20

and bolted

"hey you little...."

(call security-you tried to scalp $20)

next time-do not let go of the tix until you get your $40 (more)
(duh?)

we settled in 8 rows behind home plate...

i pointed out all the necessarys

foul pouls ("they should call them fair poles it is so much more positive")
monument park
the bleachers-the facade "mickey hit one off the top once"

"who's mickey?"

play ball!

1st batter up hits a goundball to short-over to first-applausa applausa goes the crowd

she elbowed me and joked-"what away" we laughed

close game-we go to the 7th-toronto leaves two on-time to stretch...

she grabs her purse and says "that was fun are you ready to go?"

"had enough?-sure i am ready to go..."

as we merged onto the major deegan she asked,"who won?"

i turned on the radio-"we should know soon"

we listened to the rest of the game on the way home.

we curled up on the couch to watch game 2

she was sound asleep by the 4th inning-

head on my chest--

my two great loves-in one short day...

just a memory

away....

what away....


NO PS: this day