September 30, 2001
I went to the Giant game with my dad, and that was cool, but it took seven hours to get there and back. Got to Katz’s at 9:45 had two hot dogs and a black cherry. My dad showed up with Mike after 10:20, and I had another hot dog and another black cherry. Got pastrami on rye, and went to the game. The game sucked. So boring, and foul filled. Anytime something happened there were fouls, and the momentum died. The second half was better only five or six flags. They need more bathrooms, and less beer stands. Damm.