Last night I went to the Yankees/Mets game with Steph, Justin, and Nick. By the 4th inning, the Yankees were winning 2-0 when a thunderstorm came in from the west and it started to pour. Everybody started getting out of their seats to get out of the rain and the players left the field. Steph and I started climbing over the seats and had gotten a row or two back when I turned around to find that Steph had fallen and was rolling down the stairs… one of the funniest/scariest things that I’ve ever seen. She just kept tumbling and I didn’t know when she was gonna stop. She cleared 4 rows of seats before she finally did stop, becoming a celebrity by having the most prominant fall of the night. Amazingly, she seemed alright at first and was laughing and cracking jokes. But when we started walking inside the pain set in and she had to sit down. I pushed through the crowd of wet, drunk Yankees fans to get to the first aid people who came back and threw her in a wheelchair. They told her that she had probably broke her finger but would be fine as long as she went for an x-ray and they let her loose. Once we were out of there we snuck into the more expensive section and grabbed some seats right behind home plate. We finished up the game (the Yankees won), met up with Justin and Nick again and headed back home to go to the emergency room where Steph made friends with Dr. Doolittle and company. With everything that happened it’s amazing that we all still had a great night… but we did. I’m just pissed off I didn’t have my camera with me.