That title is only slight hyperbole, by the way.
Today’s my day off from work, and the Cardinals were playing the Astros on ESPN. Somewhere around the third inning, it’s mentioned that Roger Clemens will be making his first start in Lexington, KY.
“Self,” I say to myself, “you live in Lexington.” And so I check the Legends’ website to find out when he’s starting.
Now, it’s important to note: I hate Roger Clemens and the Astros. I think he’s a jerk, quite frankly. That said, when you have the chance to watch a first-ballot Hall of Famer make a start, you don’t pass it up.
As I make my way across town, I notice that there are some clouds building. By the time I get to the intersection of New Circle and N. Broadway, it’s raining lightly.
I turned in at the ballpark and was surprised to see a relatively small line at the ticket window. I find a parking space and run to the pavilion that covers the ticket windows. Within five minutes, an absolute frog-strangler opens up. It was raining sideways with the 35 mph winds, and lightning was flashing all over the place.
Then lightning struck the ballpark. There was a loud bang, the lights in the ticket office went out and the windows rattled. About a minute later, lightning struck the shopping center next door.
At that point, they ushered us all inside, where a half-inch of water was pooling on the floor. Shortly after we got inside, the hail started.
Finally, they got one of the ticket windows back open, and so the four of us that were in that line braved the elements again, where we were getting rained and hailed on.
I got a really good ticket, though, on the third base line, lower level, last row. And then spent 30 minutes trying to get back to my apartment, as three of the major intersections around the ballpark had more than 4 inches of standing water.