Opening day

I had just finished up a long weekend saying good by to my Grandma when I hoodwinked my Dad into getting opening day tickets. I actually didn't want to go to opening day...too many waste-tards, not enough Royals fans. I went to my Grandma's funeral to the start the day, and ended it picking up Johnny Cash on the way to Opening Day. The K is the best place to see a game. Easy to get into the parking lot, easy get a tailgate going, and a beautiful staduim. We were greated by a parking lot worker yelling at everyone to "move down". Now I thought the message could have been delivered in a friendlier way, but it was obvious "Mrs. 455 parking lot worker lady" was in a pissed off mood and wasn't having people parking where they wanted to. David Cook sang an awesome National Anthem, and I took as many pictures and videos as possible. I tried to get alot of Fan Pictures but some of the pretty ladies thought I was too creepy. The royals lost in typical fashion, bad baserunning, dropped pop flies, etc. I drove back to Lenexa happy. Happy that my Grandma had a long life, happy that I got to hang with Johnny Cash, and Happy to head back to my Red Chair at my Apartment.