On Friday night Oscar and Charlie went to their second baseball game together. We went to the Florence Freedom (Frontier League) game. Having been to a minor league game before (although not at this stadium), we knew we would enjoy the experience. Our "premium" seats were only $9.50 a piece, and the food prices were also reasonable. I myself had a cheeseburger, a bag of peanuts, and one of the best ice cream cones I've had in a while. The weather was beautiful, especially cool for July in Cincinnati.
Although we did not stay for the fireworks after the game, we did get to witness a bit of excitemen
t. I am not sure I've ever been in the stadium before during an altercation quite like what we experienced. I can't recall ever seeing a manager actually take the glove from his catcher and get down behind the plate to demonstrate exactly what he was trying to argue. From our great seats we could almost see the spit flying between the manager and the umpire as they yelled face-to-face. On his way out of the park, he threw a bucket of balls onto the field.
Later in the game one of the other players was thrown out as well. To be honest, it did seem like they were not calling the game evenly. The most ridiculous part was when the manager had kicked dirt all over home plate, and the umpire refused to sweep it off before resuming play. How he was calling balls and strikes with home plate completely hidden I don't know!
All in all it was a pleasant, entertaining evening. We'll probably try to get over there for another game soon.
Although we did not stay for the fireworks after the game, we did get to witness a bit of excitemen
t. I am not sure I've ever been in the stadium before during an altercation quite like what we experienced. I can't recall ever seeing a manager actually take the glove from his catcher and get down behind the plate to demonstrate exactly what he was trying to argue. From our great seats we could almost see the spit flying between the manager and the umpire as they yelled face-to-face. On his way out of the park, he threw a bucket of balls onto the field. Later in the game one of the other players was thrown out as well. To be honest, it did seem like they were not calling the game evenly. The most ridiculous part was when the manager had kicked dirt all over home plate, and the umpire refused to sweep it off before resuming play. How he was calling balls and strikes with home plate completely hidden I don't know!
All in all it was a pleasant, entertaining evening. We'll probably try to get over there for another game soon.
In other news, we finally managed to get the Baby Bjorn to fit on John. Now he can sit and work on the computer while holding Charlie in the carrier.
1 comment:
Sound like you two where enjoying a piece of heaven. Baseball games no better way to chill with the family. I remember when Tom would take us to Reds Games. That was awesome! Yo I'm sure little man will love it as time passes, hanging out at the field with POPs!
You also make that Baby Bjorn look bad ass! For Real!
Love ya-- talk to you soon!
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