Saturday, August 28, 2010

And the Home of the . . . Chiefs

A free look at the newly renovated Chiefs stadium AND free parking. Only had to pay for food. Heck, yes, let's go. Of course, when it comes to the Chiefs(as you may recall from an earlier post), the James gang includes Brad's family. So, even though Brad's mom was fighting back horrendous pain from shingles, she managed the car ride to the stadium and the walking all over the new grounds. First, we walked out and actually looked at the stadium. The Hall of Fame names that were placed all over the stadium we're replaced by an LCD screen that wrapped all the way around the stadium.
This was also the first time that Josiah and Taylor had ever been to Arrowhead . . and they probably won't return for a few more years. I'm don't think they are quite ready to have beer spilled all over them in the heat of the moment.
This was the best I could do for a picture together. YOU try getting a two year old and a four year old to look at you and smile at EXACTLY the same time. They don't pay photographers enough for that!

So, after we took a sneak peek at the stadium we headed up to the eighth floor. We weren't allowed on the ninth floor--no press pass. The windows were from floor to ceiling and you could get a perfect view of your fall,er, uh, parking lot. This didn't bother Taylor, Dee, Josiah or Brad at all. On the other hand, Eddie and I being the more "cautious" of the group thought it was better off if we stood behind them while they looked down. I mean, someone would have to grab onto their shirt if they fell through. Right? Right.



After the lovely view, we walked on to get some food. Hard to believe we were walking on carpet the whole time and there were loveseats and couches in place. We felt a little out of place in our jeans and T-shirts, but got some good food. Even though, I didn't get it, but sampled Brad's, I would highly recommend the brisket burger. Yum!

Dinner was followed by a walk through the Hall of Honor otherwise known as the "Taylor, don't touch that!" portion of the evening. Brad finally put him on his shoulders for a much safer and cost-effective tour. I'm sure when it is less crowded, it will be much easier to enjoy.


We finally sat down to watch an open practice of the Chiefs. Unfortunately, this was cut short by a four year old that kept asking, "Let's get ice cream, Dee!" Promises, promises. So, we went back to the food court to look for ice cream which we thought would be easy. Apparently, not. Taylor pretty much had a meltdown because he was prepared for ice cream. So, I asked one of the food court employees and he practically sent us around the entire stadium just for a frosty malt. I believe the oldest grandchild is awfully spoiled.

The other little guy is awfully onery. Look at him trying to sneak in a drink of Dee's water. Those big eyes are going to get him into lots of trouble someday.

The trek around the stadium wasn't all that bad. I looked on the wall beside me and the stadium had put up pictures of last year's high school state champions. So, being as I live in one of those towns(Go Bulldogs!), I noticed a picture of purple and gold football players. I did a double take when I read the name of the school. The lovely people who put the pictures on the wall and had the names printed spelled Kearney- K-E-A-R-N-Y. That's permanent, folks. They spend 325 million on renovations and they don't have time to proofread?! Too bad I didn't get a picture of that.

The Chiefs looked pretty good since they were playing against each other. Too bad that didn't rub off last night against the Eagles. But you know, this family, they just can't get enough of football. It's like seeing a bad car wreck, you just can't help but look. I guess it's time to prepare myself for the season. This means bolting down anything that can be pelted at the TV and reminding my lovely husband that some things you just should not say out loud when little ears are in the room. Oh yeah, and if anyone sees my house catch on fire or the roof cave in, please make sure you ask the authorities to go in and check on my husband. He'll be watching the game and won't notice a thing.