Thanks to Chris Mndy, Brian, Devin and I attended the Cubs/Braves game. Since I don’t particularly like baseball, Hope postulated that it was just, “an excuse to get shitfaced.” But really, Wrigley Field is probably one of the worst places to get drunk. Atleast fiscally. Bud Light retails at about $1/1oz, so it’s about the price of a new pair of Vans to get a buzz.
I will say this though, the setting makes for good conversing. Because you’re not looking at each other, but you’re present. Sometimes it’s hard to talk to somebody when you’re looking them in the eye. Every word you speak is being met with a look. However, when you’re looking at an open field, there’s no eye contact or facial responses. And unlike most settings where you’d be facing the same direction as the person you’re talking to, such as a high school musical or movie, you’re allowed to talk at a baseball stadium.
So I would say, baseball stadium – not the place to get unapologetically wasted. However, if you’re like me, and like talking, but fear intimacy, it’s the place to be.
