Not this time. This time she gives a sigh and a "finnnnnne!". We stroll into the Bob Evans and it's a little diner type place. A hybrid of PoFolks and IHOP. So, one of us is smiling while one is not enthused. Poor lil Weezers.
Onward to the Bowie Baysox. They are located right across the street from the Bob Evans by Golly! Time to go watch the baby O's play the baby Pirates. The dreaded Altoona Curve are the double A affiliate of the Pittsburgh Pirates.
|I'm 23 and Filthy!|
Bob Evans started kicking in and Mr. Hess has not given up any runs but Bob Evans is about to. So, we do the right thing and go home. In doing so we lived through the Bob Evans dinner but missed out on big time saves Oriole. Zac Britton just happened to come into pitch right after we left. He is doing a rehab stint on his way back to the "all grown up O's".
As for the first time ever trying a pot roast sandwich...Thanks Bob Evans. Thanks.