Dirty South

In May work brought Jake and I to yet another major league ballpark. The beautiful Turner Field in Atlanta, Georgia. The game featured the Braves vs. Phillies. A couple days before the game I decided to pick up some tickets on stub hub. We decided to go to the game an hour early so we'd have plenty of time to soak it up. As we approached the stadium I was in awe with the ambiance they had created around the park. They had volunteers smiling and welcoming you to the ballpark. Pep bank music played over loud speakers as we walked around the monuments of Hank Aaron and many other Atlanta greats. took some pics and decided it was time to go in. I gave the usher our tickets and with disappointment in her eyes she looked at us and said I'm sorry these tickets are for tomorrows nights game! Noooooo how could this be. I swear I put the right dates on stub hub. Then again this is a common mistake a seem to make when booking airline tickets. So much travel is making me loose my mind. The ticket office couldn't help us so I called stub hub. After about twenty minutes of waiting I finally got a hold of someone and stub hub and luckily they switched the tickets for me. That was an interesting twenty minutes as we stood outside and watched the southern peeps filter into the stadium. To my amazement all the the dudes wore the same outfits which consisted of Sperry Topsiders, khaki shorts (slightly above the knee), polo shirt, ball cap with a creased bill that's frayed, sunglasses hanging around their neck by a chum, and last but not least a beer in their hand with a cooler sleeve around it. It was so weird. Seriously, they all were dressed like that. I felt like I was surrounded by a bunch of river guides. Anyway sorry about the tangent but it's important so you can have a better mental pictures. We finally got into the stadium and again the exceptional customer service continued. Ushers escorted us to our seats and wiped them down with a towel. Even the girl behind the counter and Chickfilet was all smiles. I was very impressed to say the least. That whole thing about southern hospitality couldn't be more true. The game turned out to be a snoozer. We left at the top of the ninth with the Phillies up 2-0. What impressed me most that night was not the players nor the food but the great service. In the all the parks i've been to around the country Turner Field without of doubt treats you best. We got so caught in the moment that we both bought Braves hats. You kidding me?! I hate the Braves. The hat did look way good on my head though so I couldn't resist. Anyway the next morning as Jake and I got ready for work we turned on Sports Center to see the recap of the nights events. To our dismay they spot lighted the Braves/Phillies game calling it the game of the night. "Ummmm...was there something we missed" I said to Jake as I stood there with my towel wrapped around my waist. That was the most boring game I've been seen in years. I think the only two runs were scored on sac flys. Sure enough in the bottom of the 9th with two outs Troy Glaus and the rookie phenom Jason Hayward hit back to back jacks. Then in the bottom of 10 Nate McClouth hits a walk of shot to right field that I swear the guy sitting next to us reached over our empty seats and caught!!! We couldn't believe it but it was lessoned learned the hard way. We vowed that we would not leave another game early this summer or better yet ever. All and all the trip to Atlanta was great. Another stadium bits the dust.