OK, it's minor league ball and it shows: multiple errors on both sides and the Aquasox were shut out. Painful to watch, for sure, but fun anyway.
|The kids of course enjoyed the concessions.|
Alex had a hot dog and Henry a chowder bowl. I stuck with peanuts and a hot dog
|Of course there was Cracker Jack, and the kids even got to sing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" on the field with Webbley.|
The team is Short-Season A classification team in the Northwest League, of which they are the current defending champions. Short-season means that its season does not start until June, after major-league teams have signed their amateur draft picks to professional contracts. I interpret this as the guys who didn't make it. Better than working at McDonald's, I guess.
The kids played catch and ate. They weren't all that interested in the actual game, which is fine. Alex did surprise me with his knowledge of the game.
My unsolicited thoughts on the Designated Hitter: if your only job is to hit, then you better be the best gall-darned hitter there is. Sadly, that is not the case. I think it sucks. Then again, I was (am) a Giants fan and growing up the AL (A's) had the DH. Pitchers should have to hit.
I miss me some "This Week in Baseball".