Monday, July 09, 2007

Omaha by the Numbers

$720 - Cost for a last minute airline ticket to the final series, worth every penny.

13 - The number of hours before first pitch of the final series in Omaha that I left home for the airport and my adventure to the CWS.

8 - the inning in game 2 vs. UNC when I finally became convinced we were going to win. To that point, I hadn't been sure about any game the entire post season. Yes, I'm a pessimist.

1 - Tears that rolled down Jordan's cheek as we pulled up to Hooters on 11:45PM on Sunday night to celebrate and noticed the neon open sign was not aglow.

3 - Number of intoxicated college coeds in skimpy clothes that asked Jordan to pose on the statue with them after the beavs clinched.



.01 - time, in seconds, it took Jordan to say yes and scale the statue.

12 - unofficial time in minutes the Beavers trailed in the entire tournament. Trailing 1-0 after the bottom of the first in game 2, Canham reached to open the second then Barney hit a laser over the left field wall to make it 2-0. That means they trailed for two batters in 45 innings of work, not bad.

60 - Time in minutes it took for us to locate a steak joint (any steak joint, I just wanted meat). This is the Midwest right? Ended up being worth the wait, Anthony's had spectacular prime rib.

390 - Time in minutes, that I spent in PHX airport travelling home thanks to the wonderful people at US Air who had all night to clean the aircraft but waited until departure time to do so, thereby making the entire plane miss connections.

$10 - The amount of food voucher money we received, negotiated up from $5, to help ease the pain of our wait in PHX.

0 - The number of times I will fly US Air in the future and the number of times I'll return to Omaha or Iowa for any reason besides the CWS.


Random Quotes:

" Don't corrupt my grandson" - Bev as "custody" of Jordan was turned over to me after game 2 for the voyage home.

"Nothing" - the guy at the rental car counter when asked what's fun to do in town if you have a day to burn.

"Go Beavs" - random 7 year old kid from the backseat of his car as we crossed the street clad in Orange for breakfast

"I hope you lose today" - The manager at Perkins who had just bought out breakfast due to slow service. He wanted us to come back the next day to prove they could get it right.

"Are you a coach or something?" - the air headed blond next to me on the trip home as I explained to her what all the beaver championship gear was about on the plane. She thought we were "some sort of team."

"OK people, this is getting boring" - the goofy security guard standing on top of the beaver dugout to fans trying to get them to disperse as the team celebration continued on the field.

"I don't agree with their style" - UNC reliever "Nancy" Carignan about OSU's bunting and trying to slow the game down. He might not agree, but for the 2nd year in a row the scoreboard does.

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