A few months ago, I bought tickets to today’s Giants-A’s Battle of the Bay (ugh, I still don’t like interleague) primarily because of the giveaway: a Brian Wilson gnome. If the only Brian Wilson you know is the lead singer of the Beach Boys, watch this and then you might begin to understand. But I don’t think anyone fully understands the madness of the beard.
What I really misunderstood was the demand a Brian Wilson gnome would bring. Now, I should have been tipped off when, pre-season, the only tickets I could get for the game were way up in the third deck behind left field — not exactly prime seats. But this morning, knowing that the gates opened at 11 AM, I figured that leaving my apartment at 10:45 would be no problem.
Here’s the thing: my apartment is only a few blocks from AT&T Park. To get to the end of the line that had formed, I had to go the opposite direction of the park from my apartment to just under the Bay Bridge. Google maps tells me that it was a line of about 2/3 of a mile. Some of the people I talked to had been there since 7 am. Eek! I was pretty sure I wasn’t getting a gnome.
But I was wrong! After getting to the end of the line, it shortly started moving forward. I kept waiting for a message to get passed back that they were out of gnomes… but none ever came, and when I got to the ticket gate, the agent handed me my very own box of gnome. Would you like one? They’re going for $60-$75 on Ebay.
Oh, and then there was a game. It was a pretty exciting game and I decided (again) that I am an American League gal at heart and rooted for the A’s. Which was good, because the A’s won and I was wearing a Kurt Suzuki jersey.