Get your mind out of the gutter, this isn’t Bull Durham…but before Tuesday I don’t think I’ve ever been to a professional baseball game! It struck me that this is strange because baseball is in my very genes, considering my grandfather had played in the minors, which my date said truly does feed most of the players into the majors. So for my first professional baseball game, I saw the Los Angeles Dodgers beat the Milwaukee Brewers in Dodger stadium 17-4, and it was, well, simply awesome…It was a beautiful night and we had rock star seating – 2 rows from the field and the owner of the team was a few seats down with the dugout nearby where a fight sort of broke out at the end – so seemingly baseball-ish to me, it was exciting. Other highlights: tons of bats broke when they hit the ball, a guy ran out onto the field in the middle of the game and about 5-6 cops ran and tackled him after chasing him for a while, and then Manny Ramirez hit a home run! Which apparently has not been the norm since he’s come back from being suspended for allegedly using steroids. The reason I was especially excited to be a few feet from Mr. Ramirez while he waited and warmed up to bat is this: since I am not a sports fanatic (embarrassingly not at all), and he is one of the few baseball players I’d heard of and is a hero out here, when I put together a wish list for Epiphany, I put him down as a sports figure I wanted to interview. Actually, since his suspension, I’m even more curious to know what his greatest epiphany might be. So anyway, here was this one sports figure I’d had on my ‘wish list’ of potential interviews and there he was – right there in front of me! and I happened to have my camera in my purse…(it was so fun I’m starting to research other sports figures I could interview – I’m actually interviewing a race car driver next week…any other
Hitting The Home Run
At the end, the players all do the ‘good game/congrats’ thing and I asked my friend why they don’t do it with the other team and he replied, “This isn’t Little League.” Well.
I still think it would be nice but, then again, maybe dugout fighting would cease to exist…
