My car to Newark Airport arrives in four hours and 52 minutes.
I haven’t finished packing.
I haven’t started sleeping.
The official PETCO Park countdown is at 59 hours…and by the way, the official name of the stadium is, in fact, “PETCO” (as opposed to “Petco”), so when you see me write it, don’t mistake it for shouting.
Last season, when I went to Cincinnati and Houston, I stayed in cheap hotels and had plenty of alone time reserved for blogging. In San Diego, however, I probably won’t be able to blog THAT much because I’ll be staying with my friend Hannah who has all kinds of fun stuff planned for us when I’m not at the ballpark. I’ll check in when I can. I might only have time to respond to comments on this entry. I might be able to post short entries with quick updates. Or maybe I’ll find a chunk of free time after all, but there’s no way I’ll be posting three full-length entries about PETCO in three days. I might have to catch up on everything when I’m back in New York, so bear with me.
But back to PETCO…
I’ll be seeing three games (Mon-Wed) against the Giants, and I have several goals:
1)Take advantage of the fact that for at least one day, the ushers and security guards and players and fans won’t recognize me.
2) Snag at least 16 balls and reach No. 2,900. It’s always nice to achieve a milestone at a new stadium. I got No. 2,600 from Brad Hennessey last year at Great American Ball Park. There’s a chance that he could hook me up again. I’ve never gotten two milestone balls from the same player.
3) Get Randy Winn to sign a ticket stub from his cycle.
4) Catch a Barry Bonds home run during a game so I can throw it back onto the field. I never get to show off my arm.
And in other news…
Last night, one of my co-workers asked me if I’m ever going to stop collecting balls. (Yes, when I die.) Another guy overheard the question and said, “He’s gonna get to 20,000 balls, throw them all in the ocean, and have 20,000 balls under the sea.” Aha. Right. So yeah, anyway, a few people have been posting comments and asking about my newest book. It’s about baseball, but NOT about collecting balls. After several years of work and nail-biting, I finished it this spring. I haven’t talked about it much, but that’s gonna change pretty soon.