It's RIGGED!!!

It's been about a week since the last blog and I have a lot of things to talk about.  Nothing eventfull will be happening over the next couple days, so I'll just talk about last Wednesday.  The next blog I'll write tomorrow or the next day will be about the little weekend trip that I took with my parents over to the coast.  It should be full of pics, so I'm excited to share that one with you guys.  Tonight, I'll talk about one of the worst nights in my life.

I got up Wednesday morning and went and ate breakfast with Erika.  We had the new 20 piece Chicken Tenders from Burger King.  They were so good. She wanted to come over and hang out till she had her next class, but I had to get going to the West side because I needed to pick up a casket (my family sells caskets on the side, if you guys didn't know).  Of course I have to go to a Mariner game, if I am going to be near Seattle.  The weather was perfect the whole drive. Even in Seattle, it was nice and sunny.  I picked up the casket and drove about 10 minutes to the rail station to take the Link Light Rail into Seattle.  It's $4.50 round trip. A steal.

When I got to Seattle, I walked to Ivars and got clam strips again.  I ate the clams and fed the fries to the seagulls.  Not much people were there because it was a weekday, so the seagulls just swarmed me when I started throwing them fries.  I had to throw the fries out super quick because they were going to attack me I think.  It was fun though.  After that, I had like two hours to fill before they opened the gates at Safeco Field.  So I walked along the pier for awhile.  The view of the sound was so nice.  You could see the Olympic Mountains.  They still had snow on them. 

I made a turn inland and walked up the hill to Pikes Place Market.  I had nothing else to do, so I decided to walk around there for a bit.  That was quite boring, as usual, so I walked toward Safeco and stopped at a bar on the way.  The bar was one of the more famous ones right across the street to the north of Quest Field.  I sat in there for awhile and watched ESPN.  I had a couple beers and left for Safeco when The Pen opened at 4:30ish. 

Quest and Safeco Field with Mt. Rainier in the background.  It's pretty small, picture doesn't do it justice at all.

The Pen was built this year and has food and beer.  It's right next to the bull pens.  You could always walk up to the bullpens, but now it's like a whole new thing and it's cool.  Like a huge beer garden, I guess.  Between 4:30 and 6:10, they have $5 beers.  Which is a steal at Safeco.  Beers are usually $9.50 a piece.  So I bought a beer and stood by the bullpen.  There were some Mariners talking in there.  David Aardsma was talking with one of the coaches.  He's usually the Mariners' closer, but he's been injured this year. 

When they opened the doors for the whole stadium at 5:10, I went and stood at my normal spot for batting practice behind the right field wall.  Like every batter taking batting practice was right handed and no balls were coming my way, so I left and went back to the pen.  I grabbed a beer and stood at center field and watched the rest of batting practice while talking to some guy.  By this time, I was pretty buzzed.  I hadn't eaten since about 1:30.  It was 6:09 now and I needed to go grab two more beers while they were still $5 a piece.  So I rushed to the vendor and I got there just in time.  I got my two beers and this is when the night starts getting blurry for me. 

My view from center field

I bought a seat three rows up from the field on the first base side.  I didn't sit on the third base side because I realized that there are more opposing team fans over there because that's the side their dugout is on.  I had Oakland A's fans all around me last time and it was miserable.  I got down to my seat in time I think, I don't remember the Star Spangled Banner or player introductions though.  I remember like the first three or four innings.  This guy to my left was filling out an All Star ballot and he wasn't picking all Mariners, so I was giving him a hard time about that.  That's pretty much the last thing I remember before it started getting really bad for me.

View from my seat

Blurry of course, that's Ichiro with my finger in the way.  (I don't remember taking this pic...)

I vaguely remember puking my guts out between my legs while I was in my seat.  Just puking non stop.  I think the couple to my left got up and left.  Next thing I know someone taps me on the shoulder and says, "let's go"  It was either alcohol enforcement or Safeco workers.  They manage to stand me up and walk me up the stairs.  I can remember a fan sitting on the isle wanting to give me a high five.  I left him hanging.  I could barely walk.  The guys walking me sat me in a wheelchair.  I remember it being very comfortable.  Next thing I know, I am outside some room with people deciding what to do with me.  Next thing I know, I am being loaded onto a stretcher into an ambulance.   I told the guy in the ambulance with me, that I'd never been in an ambulance before.  I asked me questions, like my birthday, the date (I had no clue), the president. I laughed hard and said Obama.  That's the last thing I remember of the ambulance ride. 

I was now in the Harborview ER waiting room.  I've been here before when I was super sick once.  I hated it all the same.  I was sitting in a chair puking my guts out.  A lady gave me a little pee tray thingy to puke into.  By this time I was puking up black stuff cause I had nothing in my stomach anymore.  All of a sudden I heard "Brian LaBree" it was the best sound ever.  I about ran to the guy.  He brought me back to a bed in the hallway.  I really didn't care, I just wanted to lay down.  The nurse said that she needed to put an IV in me.  I hate IVs cause they always fuck my vains up, so I told her that I think I'd be okay if I just kept sipping on liquids.  She still had to draw my blood though.  She stuck me once in my arm,  I could tell she missed cause it hurt like a bitch.  She sticks me in the other arm, miss.  Sticks me in the hand, miss.  Sticks me in the other hand and finally hits my vain.  I was so pissed off.  I never act mean to nurses though, so I just let her do her thing.  The rest or the night I pretty much got the worst sleep till about 5am.  Nothing is worse than sleeping in the hospital. Nurses and doctors walking around talking loud.  Talking to each other like we aren't even in the room, like they don't give a shit what pain us patients are in and they can't wait to be off work. Patients screaming for their nurses.  Not to mention there was this older lady in the bed ahead of me that was completely delusional.  She was talking to herself and laughing the whole night.  I've never seen someone as mentally disturbed as that in my life, only in movies.   I hate hospitals okay...

Around 5am, I was starting to wake up.  I got up to go to the bathroom and couldn't make it because I puked my guts out.  I went back to the bed and laid down for awhile.  Then I had to puke again.  The nurse came to me and said I needed an IV and I didn't argue.  This guy nurse came up to put the IV in and I could tell he was about off work and was ready to be outta there.  I sticks the IV in my arm and I knew he missed.  He wouldn't admit it, but I could tell.  So he goes for my left hand.  I'm so fed up with all of this by now that I don't even give a shit any more.  He sticks the IV needle in the vain on top of my hand and oh my god it hurt like a bitch.  At least he hit the vain this time.  So he hooks the bag up and of course the liquid is like ice cold.  I can feel it in my vain going to my heart.  It made me shiver like no other.  I was so cold.  Eventually, he brought me a bag of warm liquid and that was so nice.  He was on my good side now. 

When the bag of IV stuff had run out, they discharged me.  I was feeling a lot better after the IV.  My parents decided to drive up to Seattle that morning and come and get me.  Thank god.  I wanted to see them so badly.  I was in such a horrible place.  I went to the cafeteria and waited for them to get there.  They picked me up at about 9am.  I was so happy to be outta there.  We drove back to Tukwila to get the van and we were on our way back home.

I haven't drank alcohol since and I don't plan on drinking in the near future.  Hopefully the far future also.  If I do start drinking again, I will never drink at a Mariner game again. I can guarantee that.

RIGGGGGGED