My stop in Houston last week was a tough one, but [i]man[/i] did I get to do something awesome. To be a part of history.
All along I had planned to go to Minute Maid park–my first trip there–and catch a Houston Astros game. I was with Gene, a reporter on my staff, and a big baseball fan to boot. We figured all along that since the Astros aren’t doing well this year that tickets would be easy to come by.
Nice thinking on my part.
Because little did I know, but Craig Biggio, theMy stop in Houston last week was a tough one, but [i]man[/i] did I get to do something awesome. To be a part of history.
All along I had planned to go to Minute Maid park–my first trip there–and catch a Houston Astros game. I was with Gene, a reporter on my staff, and a big baseball fan to boot. We figured all along that since the Astros aren’t doing well this year that tickets would be easy to come by.
Nice thinking on my part.
Because little did I know, but Craig Biggio, the second baseman, was just a handful of hits shy of 3,000, an amazing feat by any standards. So when Gene and I went to the stadium on Thursday–Biggio was at 2,997–they were sold out. Not a ticket to be found. I wound up scalping tickets–for considerably more than face value–and man-o-man did it pay off.
Biggio indeed got his three hits for 3,000–he actually got [i]five[/i] hits that night! It was amazing. And the Astros won it in the 9th inning with a grand slam. Unfortunately, Gene and I had to leave a bit early because of a work commitment the next morning, so we missed the big comeback, but we were there for 3,000. It was one of the greatest single baseball moments I’ve ever witnessed live. In my own way I got to be a part of history.
It was a great night. Just a magical baseball moment that’ll live on forever. And I was there to see it.
