So I spent a good chunk of my birthday with Cyndy standing in line at Globe Life Field waiting to get in and get the Adolis Garcia replica ring. It was the last time this year we have to get the promotional item or theme night item for our youngest son, J.D. It was definitely not the first.
There were actually only three games requiring our assistance. The first was a theme night game (caps), which meant you had until the end of the third inning to pick up the item(s). Since I had two tickets on my phone, I could pick up both of them. Unlike the promotional item nights when both ticket holders were required to be present. So Cyndy dropped me off and drove around while I went to get the caps and then met her back at the drop-off spot.
The second game was both a promotional night and a theme night. J.D. didn’t care about the bobblehead, just the Stars/Rangers sweater. But we went early to get a bobblehead for J.D.’s brother Cameron, who has a Rangers display at his house. The gates opened at 5:05. I entered the gate about 5:15, got the bobblehead and headed for the theme night area. There was already 200 – 300 people in line. Cyndy needed to be at New Hope Equine Assisted Therapy to volunteer, so I went back to the drop-off spot with the one bobblehead.
Which didn’t please either of us for slightly different reasons. But it meant I had to drive back to the stadium, pay for parking, and pick up the sweaters by the end of the third inning. And it was one of the 100 degree days. But I was successful, poured my quarts of sweat into the van, and drove straight to a brewery.
Tuesday’s game, as you’ll recall – my birthday, was the Adolis Garcia replica ring – which
I also mentioned. The hitch was, we had to pay to park, and both of us had to get in line to get them, because both aforementioned sons wanted one. Their older brother, Conner – who’s in Iowa, got a replica World Series trophy when he was in town, so he’s good.
Thankfully, it wasn’t quite as hot and I had found a cheaper parking lot when I went back the last time. We also went earlier than ever, which turned out to be a good thing. We went through the door and got our rings as they were running out. We stood off to the side to suck up some air conditioning before walking back to the car.
My leg was cramping a little and the first thing I saw to lean on was the scoop of an orange tractor. I didn’t think much more about it. Cyndy took a picture of me with the two ring boxes to show our sons that we’d gotten them.
“Now stand up!” she said, smiling. I did so.
“Now look at the side of the tractor!”
If you’ve heard me play my music, you’ve probably heard my song, Goat Yoga and a Stolen Kubota. If not, danroark.com. Cyndy gave me the idea for the song and I tell the story in my shows. I tip my cap every time I/we pass a Kubota dealership on the road.
So I immediately walked over and Cyndy took the picture you see above.
Keep writing the songs that are in your heart.
Peace be with you.
Cyndy and I went to our third 
If you’re taking Highway 287 coming from Dallas toward Colorado, you pass a little stop in the road about forty miles before Amarillo called Goodnight, Tx. The only reason you would know you were there is the Herd Wear Retail Store and Goodnight Country Inn.
Chasing After Wind 