Ugh!! I feel horrible this morning. I got this cold during the ALCS and have been fighting it all week. Well it won last night. I lost my voice right before the start of the World Series which made it difficult for my editors to hear my voice annotations on key images during the game.
I got to Tropicana Field around 3 pm yesterday and set up my remotes. Once those were locked into place I decided to go find some hot tea in the Press box upstairs. I think I squeezed a whole lemon into that cup but boy did it help. I couldn't talk but it helped sooth my throat.
During the World Series I drew that up position which meant I was responsible for running back to the photographers' workroom throughout the game to dump cards to our editors in San Francisco and Boston. So after the first inning I began my game-long relationship with the Trop's stairwell. Once back in the workroom I dumped my card and three others from my two shooting mates. Ran over to AP to grab the "pool" card of the pitchers, dumped them and ran back up to the Whitney Bank Suite.
Stayed there during the third inning to run back to dump more cards. This continued about three more times during Game 1. I will say that the seared ahi tuna was exceptionally good last night.
By the end of the game I was drained. I forgot how many images I dumped to the editors but for just three shooters I think we held our own against AP, Reuters and Getty who always overstaff these events.
After packing up our gear Rhona, Matt and I headed to the post game party inside the Batter's Eye Box which is a restaurant in centerfield that gives patrons a great view of the game. We talked about the game over drinks and what the shooting situations were like. I grabbed my commemorative shirt and headed to my car to drive back to my hotel room.
And now I get to do it all over again. Game 2 here we go!
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