As usual, there was a bit of traffic on the way up I-25.
Fortunately the back-seat passengers were in a delightful mood.
Then we parked and took the loooong walk from the lot to the stadium.
We arrived early to enjoy dinner at the ball park. Maybe the Rockies Dog wasn't a good idea. Actually, this is 2/3 of a Rockies Dog. I enjoyed that treat for hours, if you catch what I'm saying.
I called this guy, "Conflicted Fan." Was he rooting for the Rockies? The Indians? His T-shirt was half and half.
When the Rockies hit a home run, the fountains behind the outfield shoot up in celebration!
It was a sweet night!