I had picked up tickets to a Mets game when I knew that my brother would be coming for a week long visit with us. On Sunday the 12th we drove to Citifield for the very first time. I have to admit I was a little sad knowing that my nephew Jason didn't get to see this amazing ballpark because he surely did love his Mets and going to games at Shea.
The new ballpark is really beautiful and of course as we are walking toward the entrance and I see the name at the top I am thinking of how I can scrapbook this first time attending a game here...should I paper piece the red half circle at the top? Is there some font I need to search up for the word citifield? Hmmmm....a scrapbooker's mind...always thinking.
I pretty much bought nosebleed seats in the 500 section for this game because I knew that I wanted to walk around and check out the new digs that will be the home of our beloved Mets for many years to come. We enjoyed the first 3 innings and then it was time for Alex and I to venture out.
Here is a picture of Alex from the bottom of our section...not bad but still pretty high up there! When we go back in August I have better seats for us so I'm looking forward to that.
After we walked around and checked out everything in this amazing new ballpark we finally made our way back to our seats...we were gone for about 3 innings but we watched the game from the screens all over the stadium and in the shops so we didn't miss any action. Alex picked out a tee shirt with his favorite player on it, David Wright.
We got to see 2 homeruns by the METS and were excited to see the Big Apple go up!! Alex really is excited in this picture...trust me. ;-)
It was about the 7th inning and we were watching the game when all of a sudden a large brown butterfly with white spots came fluttering up to our section, it was the most amazing sight because I felt something when I saw that butterfly. Alex watched it flutter in front of me and then it went over and fluttered in front of my brother and flew away and Alex said, "Mom, how the heck did that butterfly get all the way up here...we are so high up??" and I told him in that instant that I realized it was his grandma and he looked at me strange. Mom used to always tell me whenever she saw a butterfly she knew it was her beloved "Koop" coming to let her know he was still with her and in fact the last few times we saw a butterfly before mom went into the hospital she just said, "Hi Koop..." and nothing more. I really had been waiting for a sign...it has been 7 weeks since mom has gone to heaven and I didn't really feel her still with me but at the game I felt that this was a sign from her when this butterfly came and flew right in front of me and then went over to my brother...I think mom was telling me that she was happy that my brother was here with his family and that we took him to see his Mets play. I was so happy after that...and then the Mets won the game...so who could ask for a better day?
I hope that Robert can come and see the Mets play again and again with us...every time he visits when it is baseball season.