I wrote that the day before I had kicked
off CA and left the office around 415. I
caught a train to Embarcadero and went upstairs to a bar to watch Huddy. He was doing alright. I read the paper and finished my beer and got
my bike. I rode to Townsend and then
took Division to the street food spot. I
locked up and saw City Hall and Coalition staffers I knew as I was entering. I settled on lil Burma and grabbed a
beer. I sat down with the Women+Bikes
group and got to know two of the ladies there.
My friend came in and we talked to a Coalition intern who had made a
movie for the previous event. There were
a few staffers there. I went to get beer
a couple of times and ended up talking to one of the participants a bit. She was from NY. When I sat back down the game was heating up
and a couple of the attendees, such as my film maker friend, left. The organizer eventually started taking the
banners down. I saw a fellow Coalition
volunteer.
I was intensely watching the game by now
and noted that Huddie had come out to pitch.
There had been another pitcher before they brought Bumgarner in. The establishment was crazy. The Coalition organizer gave up right at the
end of the eighth inning to leave and I collected about three Twitter accounts
from the other participants. It was just
then that Blanco fumbled were really tense.
Bum won the game for us. I said
bye to everyone and then my friend and I left for the Uptown. I saw a girl with a cool Dahon and another
friend that had a nice foldie. There was
also a lady I remembered from butter lap.
One of the bartenders and I talked about the Eagle tavern. My friend and I watched the news coverage
from the game. There was chaos at the
ball park and in the Mission District. My
friend left and eventually I took the wiggle home.
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