date nights. ep 3: futbol!
6 / 19 / 2011Begin Scene: Friday morning. The bedroom, lounging on the bed.
Tim: You’ll never guess where we’re going tomorrow.
Me: Um…..
Tim: I don’t even know if you’ll like it.
Me: How unsure are you?
Tim: Pretty sure.
Me: Pretty sure you’re unsure?
(Remember that commercial? Sure, Sure, Sure, Sure…Unsure, Unsure, Unsure, Unsure…)
Tim: Yes.
Me: Then tell me.
Tim: The Rapids game.
Me: Who are the Rapids?
Tim: Uhhh…soccer?
Me: Uhh…didn’t know that.
Tim: They’re playing the LA Galaxy. Do you know who plays on that team?
Me: Uhh….
Tim: David Beckham!
Me: You mean, the one who is married to that Spice Girl?
Tim: Yes.
Me: You mean, the one in all those underwear ads?
Tim: Yup.
Me: You mean, the one who was invited to the Royal Wedding?!
Tim: That’s him!
Me: oh.
End Scene.
So, last night, we went to the game. Even though…
A: Beckham was an unexpected no-show (surprised, anyone? Actually, I really know nothing other than the above about him…so….yah)
and
B: the Rapids lost…they played pretty terrible, actually…
We had a blast.
(Side Note: I do *know* soccer, by the way. Not like I really need to explain myself, here, but I’m going to because…well…I can. Before basketball was MY LIFE, soccer was MY LIFE. So, yah. Anyway)
Before the game, we…well, where should I start? If I start before the date…Tim and I got up at 5:30am, ran 7.3 miles…drove down into Denver get Tim’s haircut…drove all the way out to Boulder to grab breakfast at Moe’s Broadway Bagels (best bagel sandwiches EVER)….and then came home to take a nap.
THEN we went back into Denver (we don’t live in the city…) to have dinner at a sports bar near Coors Field because – obviously – that’s what you do before you go to an athletic event. I forgot to take any pictures of the food…I can tell you I had mahi mahi tacos…but I don’t remember the name of the place, either. Foodie Fail.
We did, however, manage to take a picture of Tim’s beer with Coors field in the background. That was our view from the rooftop patio…
We also stopped in at this place called Cake Crumbs for dessert (I don’t forget dessert. Priorities, people). I neglected to take any pictures here, either. Blame it on the melt-in-your-mouth lemon cupcake I had…and Tim’s chocolate overload cupcake…YUM.
I’ll let the remainder pictures do the talking…because frankly?
Not only did we run five miles this morning…I mowed the lawn. With a non-electric push mower.
Ever mowed the lawn with only human-generated power?
It is HARD WORK!
Basically, what I’m saying is that we’re being GREEN and I am dead. ass. tired.
Let’s rewind. Date night:
This is Tim and I before the game started…
Annnd….intentional? No idea. The sprinklers started going off while both teams were warming up…I’ve never seen a field clear so quickly.
Apparently, this section of the field is for the “die hard fans only.” Tickets come with a disclaimer and a warning RE: Not responsible for events taking place within this section, including but not limited to horn blowing, crazy jumping and drunken foolishness. Obviously, we didn’t think that section was really our speed…so we skipped that option.
Also, I didn’t know this, but our little MLS team were the champions last year. Like, they won the Stanley Cup of soccer. I guess I should be proud…wooooo home team!?
Apparently, whenever the Rapids score a goal, everybody goes bananas. However, I missed all of the one time shenanigans and copious amounts of confetti because I wasn’t really expecting anyone on the Rapids to score anything after awhile. Well, technically, earlier in the game, the Rapids goalie scored on himself…but no one was very keen on throwing confetti for that one…(yes…it was that kind of night)
I missed all of that because I became obsessed with taking pictures of other things. Like this.
At halftime, Tim and I indulged in “the ice cream of the future” a la Dippin Dots. Tim was all, “I’ve never had these before.” So, now, at the bare minimum, he can at least say he’s been to the future……of ice cream.
The second half…dismal…for the Rapids. Tim and I were comfortable, the weather was nice and cool with a slight breeze…life was good.
And then the game was over and it was time for the race to the cars in the parking lot.
You know the one…where everyone is trying to figure out how they can get out and around as many cars as possible without getting stuck in a huge bottleneck for hours…THAT RACE.
Well, thanks to a little secret from Tim’s hair person and the common sense of Colorado law enforcement…we were out of that parking lot and on our way home in no less than five minutes.
Perfect end to a date night, I’d say.
LOVE the date night!!! Especially love the picture of the mountains in the background – it totally looks fake!! SO pretty!! (and um, hi how many exclamation points can one person have in a blog comment? apparently THIS many LOL)
aww! sounds so awesome! I am so glad you guys are doing this, it’s so great! I was thinking of you on your date night when I was on mine
What’s the secret? I’ve gotten stuck in SO many parking lots post-concert.
Yay for date night!!! Looks like fun. THAT is a NICE stadium too.
I wouldn’t have minded seeing Beckham. I kinda feel like ya got robbed.
You don’t mean the non-start kind of push mower like my grandma used to have with the rolling blade do you? SHE lived in Colorado too!
That sounds like an awesome night!
This sounds like so much fun. Other than the soccer of it all.. because I hate soccer. But the rest sounds just top notch. I love the picture with the mountains. as I scrolled down I thought it was all clouds until the full picture was on my screen. Love mountains. And Colorado mountains? So pretty.
Oh for the record in the picture of you and Tim before the game I seriously thought the words on the stadium behind you guys said “Go! Orado!” I thought… “Well that’s nice of Orado’s family and friends.” Then I realized that wasn’t actually it and that I’m just an idiot.
Beckham was fulfilling a contractual obligation to his home team back in the UK, Manchester United. He’s only on loan to L.A. I double checked with Bad Pants to make sure, since he is the most intense football (ala European) geek I know.
Now that’s out of the way, I’ll go finish reading your post!
I like soccer/football because there is so very little standing around. Unfortunately, we moved before we could drive 4 hours to Seattle for a Sounders game (I remember them from when I was little- I didn’t know the team went away for a while). And we moved before the Timbers returned to Portland. So, now I’m stuck waiting for Atlanta to get a team, maybe. But the team that plays here won’t be wimps, unless it comes to cold!
We watch Chelsea matches pretty regularly as they’re BP’s team.
Glad you had a good time!
Jess: I know, right?! It was kinda hazy out, which made for an interesting picture to say the least!
Also? There can never be too many exclamation points, in my opinion.
jobo: ditto! I saw you posted your date night on…Twitter, maybe? And I was like, yay! I hope she’s having a blast!
Zannah: I think it has to come from a local….and…am I a local? What’s the timeframe on that?
Angelia: Yes…robbed…mostly the poor kids with his jersey on! I felt bad for them. The stadium is gorgeous…loved it. And YES. That kind of push mower…maybe slightly upgraded from back in the day (ergonomic or whatever) – but the circle-y spinny blade and everything! Your grandma had the right idea!
Anne: It was! You should try it sometime! Does Kansas have an MLS team?
Amy: You’re not an idiot…you’re hysterical. That is EXACTLY like something I would do. EXACTLY. So, if that is idiotic, then we’ll be idiots together. Cracked me up….
OS: Really? That’s not what the newspaper said…maybe they had misinformation
Not that it matters either way…I think everyone in Denver expected him and….blam! not there. 
– It’s too bad Atlanta doesn’t have a team…Atlanta struggles with keeping major league teams…they’re mostly fair weather fans. Well, no, not mostly. They ARE. Kind of sad, really….