Ahh, baseball

The other day we went to a Rochester Red Wings baseball game. They are the local minor league team, and are much revered in the area. Since the season is almost over, we figured we ought to go now while the weather is good, rather than waiting until April or May, and possibly get snowed out! It was a nice night - balmy and clear, with a full moon (too early for the eclipse though), and the stadium appeared to be sold out. And, the home team won, which is always a plus (unless of course you are actively rooting for the visiting team, as we usually were at hockey and baseball games in Texas).

We started off the evening with a flowering onion...I really wanted one, and made up my mind that I was going to get one. As usually happens with such things, it was better as an idea than a part of a meal. I would have prefered ordinary onion rings. Oh well, you have to have some junk food at a baseball game! For MA and Liz, yes, I did also have a Zweigle's White Hot, and it was good. Now we just have to get some and cook them ourselves...

The great thing about minor league sports is how close you can get to the game. We got almost the best seats in the house (A little to the left would have been a bit better for seeing around the batter and ump, but I'm not quibbling). The guys in front of us were scorekeepers for the visiting team - the Pawtucket Red Sox. Otherwise, front row.