a Friday flashback

Last month I got an e-mail from Groupon. Usually I just read the title and ignore it if it doesn't appeal to me. Something about this certain Groupon e-mail made me open it. And something about "Carolina Mudcats Baseball tickets for $4!" made me buy two tickets to a baseball game.

It was a strange day indeed.

Nonetheless, we found ourselves in possession of tickets to a minor league baseball game, and last Thursday, off we went on an athletic adventure.

Let's flashback to...

Thursday, April 18, 2013..

We dressed in our baseball best (i.e. button down shirt for Aaron and dress for me), drove the 45 minutes to Zebulon, and pulled into the Mudcats baseball stadium. 

We quickly realized that the Mudcats franchise was not going to take our Visa to pay for their gravel parking lot fee. Oh the woes of never carrying cash and the frustrations of small town sports things.

We exited and asked Siri for the nearest gas station. She did even better and found us a Walmart plaza with a Cash Points just minutes away.

We rectified our mistake and tried to continue our evening without letting it spoil our evening of baseball fun.

Back at the stadium, we forked over our five dollars and parked our car. We took our Groupon up to the ticket counter.

"Where would you like to sit?" asked the baseball game ticket seller.

"In the best seats!" said Aaron.

"Ok...well, how about section 218 by the Mudcats dugout?"

"Sure!" I said. That sounded like good seats to me.

He gave us our tickets and in we went.

The stadium I suppose is like other baseball stadiums, although I couldn't be sure, of course. There were little food venders around the inside. We selected our first baseball game treat, ice cream, and then found our seats. They were good seats.

Our view

We proceeded to watch baseball, and were even more excited to find out we were in the section that Muddy the Mudcat used to enter the field.

Muddy!!

Our night got even better when two couples came to sit in front of us, and the first words out of the one guy's mouth were "Hashtag: best seats ever!" Yes, he spoke the word hashtag. And come on, that's funny. So they of course were amusing to us for the remainder of the evening as we spoke in hashtags.

After awhile, we got another round of baseball treats: a corn dog for Aaron and some Cracker Jacks. 

I was not impressed with my prize, which was my reasoning for the purchase. Oh well.

The Mudcats won the game, so that was exciting too.

We had fun and might even go back for another game some time.

Go sports!