Most of us had never been to "Victory Field" but it turned out to be a delightful ballpark with no bad seats in the place. Speaking of which- When we were heading to the ticket window, these two guys stepped forward and offered us 5 free tickets. Yeah. No, seriously, they said. Where? we asked. They're good seats, one offered. Yeah. Oh well what the hay. "Thanks" we said as we accepted them thinking we were going to be back at that ticket window after being arrested and frisked and fined. But we got through the styles just fine, thank you, and found the 4 seats about 15 rows up behind home plate. Not bad, we say. What the heck? Who were those guys and this only happens to other people, not 2 preachers and their ever-lovin' wives.
So we sat down and broke out the peanuts and proceeded to enjoy the game. Actually, the Indy Indians did a terrible job against the Louisville Bats. Lost somewhere in the range of 10 runs. But who cares- we were soaking in the ambience.
After the rain started we really started soaking in the ambience. Three big-headed guys who sat in front of us left the park so we had a magnificent view of the proceedings. The rain came down but we were warm and snug with ponchos over our legs because we were just barely under the upper tier and it kept the rain from us. Somewhere during the last part of the game, some woman stopped and asked why our seats were red. Red seats? We hadn't even noticed. They were painted red and the four directly in front of us were all painted red and had a bank logo painted on the backside. We then began to notice that our seatbacks had engraved nameplates of 4 couples who must have chosen to not attend the ballgame last night. We are eternally grateful to the bank and those 4 couples who chose not to attend last night's game so that we could be the recipient of someone's generosity. So for the price of an Arni's pizza and salad, we had a wonderful evening.
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