In 2003, on a Sunday morning, dad and I drove to Detroit for a chance to see Roger Clemens earn the 300th victory of his career, but unfortunately he earned a no-decision in a 10-9 New York win in 17 innings. We had a five-hour drive back, but we stayed for all 17 innings, because we couldn't leave early.
New Yankee Stadium opened in 2009 and I had an opportunity to buy the tickets to take my dad to a game in only the second month of existence of the Steinbrenner's new palace. I was even able to get seats in the lower level down the third base line. Of course, Melky Cabrera beat Minnesota Twins closer Joe Nathan with a walk-off single in the bottom of the ninth inning. I can only recall one Yankee loss in all the years of going to these games, which is extremely lucky on our part, even with all the success the Yankees have had over the past 20 years.
In August of 2011, I had the great fortune to see the Yankees at U.S. Cellular Field with my dad and then later in the week with my wife, Monika. It was Monika's first baseball game she had ever attended and I was terrified something would go wrong. Either the Yankees would get beat, or the weather wouldn't cooperate, or she wouldn't be able to fully understand everything that was happening from where we were sitting. Upon entering the park, Monika received a bobblehead doll, which given her child-like disposition started the night off perfectly. We broke through the concourse to our seats and I could see Monika's face light up at the amazement of her first experience at a baseball game, similar to how I felt as a boy with my father. We found our seats, in the upper deck behind home plate, of course, and we had a great time watching a Yankee victory.