The game itself was intense. The Mariners were down a run in the bottom of the ninth inning, but tied the game up with a home run sending it into extra innings. At one point, I said just about everything except for a foul ball coming near us had happened. We had done the wave, cheered, and booed.
The game continued. In the 13th inning, the A's scored three runs. A lot of the people who hadn't left when extra innings started left thinking the game was out of reach. In the bottom of the 13th, Ichiro hit a two out single to tie the game. The game kept going, we even had a second 7th inning stretch in the 14th inning. A little after this, I got my wish. A pop up was headed our way. Unfortunately, after 10 innings, I had put my glove away. The ball kept getting closer. Basically, I froze up. The ball landed within six feet of me and rolled to a little kid.
In the 15th inning, the Mariners were in position to win. About this time, I got a phone call saying the bus I needed to take was heading back to the college. As my roommate and I left the stadium, Ichiro was intentionally walked to load the bases. As we got on the bus, the Mariners won with a hit by the next batter. The game was 5 hours and 3 minutes and I was there for 5 hours and 1 minute of it.
Overall, my feelings on the game are divided. I sat in a nice seat and witnessed an intense game. That being said, I missed probably the only chance I will ever have at catching a ball during the game, missed seeing the winning hit, and didn't get back to the college until well after dinner was over. It will be hard for the next game I attend to top this one though.
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