Daaa Bulls, Da Bulls, Da Bulls, Da Bulls, Da Bulls, Da Bulls….

Friends of ours from school scored four free tickets to a Durham Bulls game last night and invited us to tag along. We had a great time! I knew we would have fun just getting to hang out since this couple is a particular favorite of ours, but the game was fun too- much to my surprise! I’ve never been one for baseball. I definitely don’t watch it on television and only go to live games for the people watching, but there was something about this game that actually drew my attention. Maybe it was because it was a farm league game so the crowd was cozier. Or maybe it’s because we had awesome seats between home and first. Really though, I think it was the old bull (billboard) that came alive when someone hit a homer. The eyes flashed red, smoke came tumbling out of its nostrils and the tail moved up and down. Oh, and it made some ”I’m about to stomp you!” bull noises. It was a great evening filled with entertainment, hot dogs and good company.

I was a good  blogger and hauled my camera down there with me (Matthew was a little embarassed by my enourmous bag of goods- camera, purse, notebook, etc…), but my batteries died before I could take any pics. So, you’ll have to settle for this stock photo (our seats were to the right under the awning):

Knowing we were going to the game, I couldn’t get this out of my head all day:

I know it’s not Chicago, but I had a fun time watching Da Bulls!