The pre-game was like none I've ever been to - not even close.
That party at Ball Park Village was pretty epic too.
That was awesome... except for going up into that damn Arch.
Was proud of you George - remember you saying "no way no how ever'" and 3 hours later..."yeah, i did it"!Hey now... I went up.
I just couldn't walk over to one of those tiny windows once I realized the whole damn Arch was moving back and forth because of the wind... and it was just a slight breeze.
My knees buckled immediately.
I fucking HATE heights.
And for anyone who is claustrophobic (I'm not)... the fucking 1932 elevator you have to crawl into and let someone on the outside seal it closed... you will lose your shit before you ever get to the top of the damn thing.
Being afraid of heights is a funny thing.
There is part of my roof, maybe 12” off the ground and I can’t hardly replace a shingle or clean a gutter without freaking out.
The Arch, not a problem for me. Sky diving. Did it, twice.
An extension ladder, yikes! No way.
Edge of a cliff. Absolutely no way. I cannot get close to the edge.
Diving board; my height is pretty low. High dive height only.
Top of a tall building. Glass floor things. No problem looking out windows and such.
The following video, NO WAY.
View: https://youtu.be/LyWo8N9Vln4
Being afraid of heights is a funny thing.
There is part of my roof, maybe 12” off the ground and I can’t hardly replace a shingle or clean a gutter without freaking out.
The Arch, not a problem for me. Sky diving. Did it, twice.
An extension ladder, yikes! No way.
Edge of a cliff. Absolutely no way. I cannot get close to the edge.
Diving board; my height is pretty low. High dive height only.
Top of a tall building. Glass floor things. No problem looking out windows and such.
The following video, NO WAY.
View: https://youtu.be/LyWo8N9Vln4
i used to work high steel, wouldn't have worked well for youHey now... I went up.
I just couldn't walk over to one of those tiny windows once I realized the whole damn Arch was moving back and forth because of the wind... and it was just a slight breeze.
My knees buckled immediately.
I fucking HATE heights.
And for anyone who is claustrophobic (I'm not)... the fucking 1932 elevator you have to crawl into and let someone on the outside seal it closed... you will lose your shit before you ever get to the top of the damn thing.
i used to work high steel, wouldn't have worked well for you
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