Sheila and I met at The Paragon restaurant/bar at 11:30 this morning. It's a block away from AT&T Park, home of your San Francisco Giants, whatever the hell that's supposed to mean.
Anyway, we sat down and enjoyed a couple of drinks... I had a Mojito and she had a buttery glass of Chardonnay. Wearing our Giants gear, we soaked in the optimistic atmosphere that surrounds opening day. It didn't matter that the Giants were already 1-5 on the young season. It didn't even matter that Castillo and Bocock were the starting left side of the Giants infield... two players that I never heard of until about 2 weeks ago. It was Opening Day... and on this day, the season is new and if nothing else, it brings back fond memories of the past.
At least 30 minutes had passed by after ordering our lunch and we were well into our 2nd drink... hmm, did they forget about us? Sure enough, the table next to us received their order... in fact, I think they sat down after we ordered our lunch! Let me tell you... you don't want to be near Sheila when she feels dissed and when she's hungry. She calls out to our waiter passing by, "Excuse me... we have an appointment." I looked down at her pink Giants sweatshirt and I busted out laughing. Yeah, we have an appointment... with Bruce Bochy!