Not sure if you've heard about this but there's a baseball team in NYC called the Mets. I'm hilarious when I can't sleep and have a headache. These days people are so interested in Citi Field's Acela Club restaurant that SG has fallen in the search rankings. That's sad. What's sadder is that I discovered this situation while bragging to someone about being both the #2 and #3. I was. Really. Right up until I actually ate there. Now DC's Verizon Center (Wizards, Capitals, Mystics (WNBA), and Hoyas) is on top of me because apparently baseball season is over. All this happened about two minutes before I decided Colorado was part of the Big Ten. And Mizzou too. And, obviously, Nebraska. When I'm on, I'm on. BTW, Levy's running the Verizon Center Acela Club show (it's Aramark in Queens) and I notice the menu includes Oven Roasted Lemon Garlic Chicken. Sound Familiar?
Back to the intended point of this post. The other day my friend Caryn, the great MetsGrrl, responded to an allegedly burning question: What to Wear to a Baseball Game?. She rounded up some of us girls with blogs with balls and ran a comprehensive answer. If you haven't already clicked away to read it, do it now (link above). It's a good distraction from things like Mr Met coming in to play First Base. I really am hilarious.