It's probably no secret to anyone that knows me that I'm excited for baseball season to start, so it's not all that surprising that I would dream about going to a Giants game. I've been trying to figure out how to get Opening Day tickets for the last couple of weeks and so far, it's not happening. But, in my dreams, I got to go.
So, the dream started with my friend Jill and I sitting in the stands at AT&T Park on a beautiful Opening Day. And the fans were excited! And then we learned that Buster Posey, last season's Rookie of the Year and one of the major stars of the team, would not be playing. And we were not pleased.
Then, we see that Buster is sitting in the stands with his dad, and he seems perfectly healthy and capable of playing. A few seconds later we're standing next to him and listening to him tell people that he's got some stuff to deal with, some personal stuff with his lady - yes, he called his girlfriend his lady, which is totally whack because he's married and I honestly can't imagine him saying the words "my lady". And it's like it's no big deal. He's just not playing because he's got stuff going on with her.And then she appears, and is clearly pregnant, but no one's actually saying the words, and she seems perfectly fine and is actually quite friendly. She was blonde and wearing a black shirt very similar to one I have hanging in my closet. He's wearing a black sweatshirt and his hair is all shaggy and weird looking and his dad is just standing there not saying anything as we talk to Buster's lady.
Ummm...what? First of all...there's no way Buster would not play on Opening Day unless he was injured, and if he was injured, he'd still be sitting in the dugout. Second of all...he would not be so casual about any of this because he's just not that casual about anything. And third of all...who hooked us up with these tickets for Opening Day?
Yeah...my dreams are crazy!
