my own personal Belgium, vol. 282

Jun 15, 2012 19:10

i am riding home on the Caltrain, switching to BART in Millbrae. there are a couple of exuberant guys dressed all in Giants garb on the train. and when i say exuberant, i mean drunk off their asses. and they are taking full advantage of rules permitting you to BYOB it on the Caltrain.

and they stumble along behind me as i make the transfer to the BART, but they have no fucking idea how the system works, and they ask me repeatedly how to get to the Oakland Mausoleum Coliseum. and so i tell them over and over and over again, and eventually they get the drift about where to change trains.

they ask if i am going to the Giants game tonight, since i have my trademark black SF cap on, and my Giants jacket as well. i shake my head somewhat confusedly. they try to implore me to come along with them to the game, and a woman in the seat next to me, also confused, asks who the Giants are playing and one of the drunks says "the A's!"

they give a well-slurred "Go Giants!!!!!!!!" call my direction as they detrain and the woman turns to me and says, "arent the Giants playing in Seattle tonight?"

"yeah, the A's series is next weekend," i say. "but i was too amused by them to tell them that."

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