I found this awesome baseball museum down the street from Coors Field as I was looking for a bathroom. (I drank a huge coke from Burger King earlier) It’s called B’s Ballpark Museum. It’s on Blake Street and this place was absolutely amazing. It costs $5 dollars to gain access but after that they have so many unbelievable baseball artifacts that it will literally blow your mind. Anytime you’re near Coors Field I highly recommend checking this place out. The first picture I took was a baseball artifact from Mile High Stadium. The last pitchers’ rubber used at Mile High. Greg Maddux was the final pitcher to throw from that pitchers’ rubber on August 11, 1994. The next two pictures will show you just what a pitchers’ rubber looks like. And what else is unique about these things is they’re dug up and rotated every few months. Take a look.
What really amazed me was not really what the pitchers’ rubber looked like but how the owner of the museum was able to acquire the item. I guess if you know someone who knows someone who knows someone else…
The next baseball artifact I came across was some Yankee Stadium history. In the picture below I have numbered each cubed artifact with a number. It was pretty impressive to see this stuff.
Number one is concrete from Old Yankees Stadium
Number two is wood from the Yankees dugout bench.
Number three is actual grass and dirt from Old Yankee Stadium
And number four is apart of the foul pole from Old Yankee Stadium.
The next series of artifacts was really something special. They’re apart of baseball history and it just floored me how this guy ended up with all this stuff. I didn’t get to meet the actual owner but there was a museum guide that showed me around. He didn’t really have that much information on how things were acquired but he knew quite a bit of information for each baseball artifact on display.
This is how the ushers at Tiger Stadium dressed in the early 1900’s.
In 1971 Tiger Stadium held the All-Star game that year. If you were around to watch it either live on television or you were actually at the stadium you would remember the at bat that Reggie Jackson had that sent a moon shot so far that people claim it would have traveled at least 600 feet or more if it hadn’t of hit one of the light poles on the roof of Tiger Stadium. Al Kaline recalls the moment and said he had the best view from the dugout. He couldn’t believe how far the ball traveled and it had so much steam on it if the light pole that the ball struck wouldn’t have been in the way it would have easily gone farther than 600 feet.
Here is the piece of fence on the light pole that the ball had struck.
Like I said. I don’t know how this guy was able to get some of this stuff. Probably through auctions or private sellers. If you thought the last artifact was totally awesome, wait until you see this.
In 1951 the New York Yankees faced the New York Giants in the World Series. Joe DiMaggio was coming up on the tail end of his career and the young Mickey Mantle had been called up that season to start his own career with the Yankees. Game two of the 51’ World Series, Joe DiMaggio was running to catch a fly ball hit by Willie Mays. With Mickey Mantle covering in center field that game, DiMaggio called off Mantle when he knew he would make an easy catch. As Mantle was putting on the brakes to allow DiMaggio to make that catch, Mantle’s spikes got caught in the outfield drain pipe. Those that witnessed this said, “Mantle dropped like he had been shot.”
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw this.
Yes. What you’re seeing is the actual drain cover that Mickey Mantle tripped over. It wasn’t just a season ending injury. It actually plagued his entire career. Every game he played he complained of leg pain. When he tripped over the drain cover it tore ligaments in his knee. Not only that but when Mickey’s father was helping him into the hospital Mutt Mantle collapsed and was later diagnosed with Hodgkin’s disease. Injuries continued to plague Mantle throughout his illustrious career. Even though he was a 20x All-star and hit over 500 career home runs.
A lot of people don’t know who Joey Meyer is. Well, a lot of people that aren’t Brewers fans or Denver Bears fans or even Rockies fans know who he is. And I’ll be honest. I had no idea who this guy was until I stumbled upon this wonderful museum of baseball lore. There is a lot of speculation about how far a baseball should be measured or is measured. Normally they’re just honest guessed by baseball media personnel. But there are actually accurate, scientific ways to measure a home run ball. For the record, Mike Piazza has the longest home run at Coors field with a 496 foot blast that happened on September 26, 1997. But Joey Meyer is the man who hit the longest home run at Mile High Stadium. His home run was hit on June 3rd, 1987 and the blast reached 582 feet! And Joey Meyer is the ONLY Major League player to ever hit a walk-off home run against Roger Clemens! That happened on August 9th, 1988. Here are the seats that the baseball struck.
That’s not that actual baseball that hit the seats. But it is a signed baseball from Joey Meyer.
The next picture is of the Rockies dugout screen from Mile High Stadium. Check it out.
In 1961 Roger Maris was chasing the near-impossible home run record set by Babe Ruth. The thing was in 1961 is that baseball expanded from eight teams to ten. And also extended the playing season from 154 games to 162. So to break the record, Maris would have to do in in 154 games. When he reached the 154th game, Maris was at 59 home runs. He hit the record-breaking 61st home run on October 1st 1961 at Yankee Stadium in front of 23,154 fans. Tracy Stallard of the Boston Redsox was the pitcher that gave up the hit. I’m not going to go too in-depth of what Roger Maris went through when he was on the verge of breaking Ruth’s home run record. I’ll just say this. It wasn’t as glorious and awesome as the media made it when Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa broke the record. Or when Barry Bonds broke the single season home run record. But in this museum there stood the wall that the 61st record-breaking home run sailed over hit by the legendary Roger Maris.
I think those pictures that I posted in this blog pretty much hit on the most awesome stuff there. Some other things I made note of but didn’t take any pictures of were the last home plate used in Old Yankees Stadium, an on deck circle from Mile High Stadium, a bag of top soil from Safeco Field, some foul balls from various stadiums, and stadium seats from Ebbets Field, old Comiskey, and Old Yankee Stadium. And actual light fixtures from Ebbets Field. The place was simply amazing. So I urge you to visit this museum if you’re ever around Coors Field.
Now onto some baseball at Coors Field! Since it was a Sunday game I didn’t except anything to be going on. But the BP cage was up and the Rockies were taking some cuts in the cage. Although, it wasn’t the normal routine of batting practice. All of the Rockies coaches were on the field shagging baseballs. When I ran up to the gates I had about fifteen minutes to spare before they opened up and everyone seemed to be bunched up on the right side of the gates. So I took my place on the left side of the crowd which meant I would be first inside. And as I mentioned before since it was a Sunday game there shouldn’t be batting practice. But there was. So I was pretty excited about that. Here’s what I saw when I ran inside.
As soon as I took that picture there was a deep fly ball that almost reached the warning track. When it hit the grass it just died and I knew I had a shot at getting it because I was the first person in the bleachers, and no one else was around. So I asked for it and the coach that came over to retrieve it generously tossed it to me. Friday’s game I nearly got shutout and I had to literally fight for a baseball thrown by Mark McGwire. Today I didn’t want that kind of outcome for a baseball so I jumped on the first opportunity to get one and it paid off. I played the bleachers for twenty minutes or so until I made my way up into the concourse to wait in yet another line to be allowed into the rest of the stadium at 11:30am. I explained briefly of the stupid rule at Coors field that they only allow fans to be in the left field area until an hour and a half before first pitch in Fridays blog entry. When I was waiting in line I witnessed a foul ball land in the seats in the third base area. On Friday I witnessed a few baseballs being hit into the seats but I never saw anyone pick them up. But when I ran down there to look for them the baseballs were gone. I watched the area intently this time to see what happens to the ball and what do you know…the security guards that were wandering in the sections pretending to wipe down seats scoop up the baseballs and put them in their pockets. I think that is totally a disservice to the fans. Not because finding baseballs in the seats is sort of my bread and butter but when I watch kids find them it really brightens up their day. What does an usher need to pocket the baseballs for? Its possible that they might give them to kids later on but I think it would mean more for a fan if they found a baseball instead of being handed one by a stadium usher. What sounds better? “ Hey, check out my baseball I found at Coors Field!” or “ Hey, check out my baseball I got from some usher at Coors Field!”
When I was finally allowed to roam the entire stadium I quickly made my way to the Rockies side of the field. Rafael Betancourt, Matt Belisle, and Matt Daley were warming up but I was denied a baseball when younger fans asked for the baseballs when the players were done warming up. While I was waiting for a baseball I did notice huge lines through the sections. And then I noticed Rockies players signing autographs on the field. I took a picture of Jose Morales.
I wasn’t going to stand in line for one autograph when some Cardinal players were signing on the other side. So I started to make my way over there. That’s when I was stopped by security. Apparently on Sundays even when 99% of the fans in the stadium are all lined up in three sections to get Rockies autographs, and absolutely nothing is going on, on the field, fans can not cut through the sections. For some reason fans trying to have fun at Coors Field by collecting autographs, catching baseballs, and interact with players is strictly prohibited or at least highly frowned upon. But I didn’t want to give the security guards any trouble. I made my way to the top of the concourse, passed by a few sections and then tried to make my way back down a section that wasn’t crammed full of people waiting for autographs. I was abruptly stopped by yet another security guard and this time I was asked to produce my ticket. I didn’t want to be told I couldn’t have access to the section so I tried to explain my intentions but was told to continue on around the concourse. WHAT A RIDICULOUS RULE. The time was 11:52am. 68 minutes before first pitch and I wasn’t allowed to walk down a section to get to the Cardinals dugout??!! Are you kidding me??!! I expressed my frustrations by uttering some choice words under my breath and continued on around the concourse. When I finally made it down to the Cardinals dugout I hustled towards the left field foul pole where Brian Tallet was signing autographs. I’m not exactly complaining because I got Brian Tallet’s autograph but I was hoping for a more prestigious baseball player after going through all that crap to get to the Cardinals side of the house. Wouldn’t you agree? Maybe If I posted Tallet’s numbers. 16-24 W/L record with a career 4.63 ERA and 331 strikeouts.
After that I wandered back over to the Cardinals dugout, well, I mean behind row ten. I mentioned in Friday’s blog that if you don’t have a ticket for rows 1-10 behind either dugouts you can’t stand there ANYTIME. NO MATTER WHAT. EVER. EVER, EVER. The only other stadiums I know of that do this are U.S Cellular and Great American Ballpark. But U.S Cellular isn’t as extreme as the other two ballparks. They just restrict the first two rows. Great American Ballpark restricts the entire section behind the dugout, I think. Anyway. Tony La Russa was helping out some of the position players field some fungos and when they were done they had about six baseballs. They threw them all into the seats but I was one of the unlucky ones that didn’t get one. Partly because I wasn’t wearing my Cardinals hat. The reason why I wasn’t was because the Cardinals were being so unfriendly with toss ups I didn’t expect them to unload six baseballs into the crowd. I guess I should expect the unexpected.
I decided to keep wandering the ballpark after all those baseballs were thrown into the crowd. As I was crossing through the section I had found myself in row nine by accident! ALERT THE AUTHORITIES! I HAVE JUST COMITTED A CRIME IN COORSFIELDVILLE! At that very moment I made every attempt to get out of row nine as fast as I could. Lives were at stake here, people! I’m kidding. Lives weren’t really at stake. I’m just trying to be funny. And I did make sure I got out of the row so I wouldn’t be hassled by security. Just as I turned to get out of row nine I heard the ever familiar voice of a security guard.
“Excuse me sir…” Said the voice.
I turned to face the security guard face to face. Man to man. “Yes?”
“You can’t be in this row unless you have a ticket.” Stated the guard.
“Yeah, I know. I wasn’t trying to be in your precious row, sir. In fact I was making my way out of your row because I know I’m not supposed to be there without a ticket. I’ve been to Coors Field before and I am fully aware of your rule.” I explained.
“Okay, sir. You don’t have to get excited about it.” He stammered.
I wasn’t about to argue. So I just left it alone and continued on my way. The more diplomatic approach to handle security guards. My seat was up in the 300 level and I thoroughly enjoyed the view. I’d much rather preferred seats in the lower outfield but for some reason Coors Field hiked up the prices to $50 dollars a seat in those outfield sections. I’m not sure why either. The Rockies ended up losing anyway, 4-3, against the Cardinals.
I’m snagging baseballs for charity this year. If you want to get some more information about it you can hit me up at my website. http://www.crowdrise.com/SnaggingBaseballsforPuppies/fundraiser/WaynePeck
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I had a great weekend at Coors Field but I’ll probably never come back. Security is too strict for my blood, and frankly no fan should have to put up with those ridiculous rules.
Game; May 29th 2011 St Louis Cardinals vs Colorado
Snagging Baseballs for Puppies has raised; $33.20 this season.
Snagging Baseballs for Relief in Japan has raised; $14.50 this
Well, its Monday. Sometime today Cliff Lee is supposed to make his historical contract decision. Not really historical because C.C Sabathia was offered $161 million to come to the Yankees, and Cliff Lee wasnt offered quite that much. Whoever he signs with, whether it be with the Yankees or the Ranger,s Mr. Lee is going to be a very rich man and his wife should be pleased.
What else is going on in the Majors? Utility man Brendan Ryan found a new home today. Seattle will be his next stop. He will start opening day at second base for the Mariners, and that will move Chone Figgins to third base where he says he is more comfortable. The Mariners also picked up Designated Hitter Jack Cust from the Athletics over the weekend which will add some power to the Mariners lineup. Also seasoned veteran Miguel Olivo came over to Seattle from the Colorado Rockies to serve as the Mariners backstop. From what Ive seen on the Mariners Facebook comments page a lot of the Mariners fans are quite upset over all of these deals, and last season they were once praising John A. “Jack” Zduriencik are now holding little faith that he is making the right moves. The Mariners were slotted to win the AL West Division after much speculation that their lineup was solid for the 2010 season, and ended up being dead last at the finish. Fans are skeptical, and as they should be.
Minnesota shipped its shortstop, J.J. Hardy, and utility infielder Brendan Harris to the Baltimore Orioles for two hard-throwing but unproven relievers, Brett Jacobson and Jim Hoey.
In other Cardinal news, besides La Russa shipping Brendan Ryan off to Seattle claiming his offensive deficiencies and unpredictable decision-making wore on his nerves, Yadier Molina might be seeing his older brother at Busch more frequently. The Cardinals have sparked interest in signing Bengie Molina as a backup to Yadier Molina who is good for about 135 games out of the season. Bengie has stated he doesnt mind serving as a backup, and Im sure Yadier would rather have him looking over his shoulder than some of the current umpires that have served behind him this last season.
The Athletics were on the verge of being swept by the Cardinals. It wasnt really fun to watch. It was like a Major League team beating up on a Little League team. Quite pathetic if you ask me. Sometimes these interleague match ups are just so one-sided it makes me sick to my stomach. If the A’s wanted to win this, and avoid losing a fifth game in a row, they would have to battle hard.
Kevin Kouzmanoff was the unsung hero of this game though. He had a four for four afternoon, and put one in the seats. But Matt Holliday also hit TWO home runs into the left and left center field bleachers. I knew I should have bought tickets there! I just knew I should have! Oh well. I cant win them all. As long as Im trying though.
My first and only baseball came after the game from the pitchers that strolled in from the bullpen. Im not sure who it was so I can not give you the name. But one of the highlights was Kevin Kouzmanoff stayed well after the game to take pictures with fans, sign autographs, and just **** chat with everyone. I should have jumped on the chance to take a picture with him but I didnt. I dont know why. I could have easily got in there for a picture. I guess I just wanted to soak up the moment. Even Dallas Braden came out for a moment to see what was going on but hurried back inside the clubhouse. It was really a great series and I am glad I was apart of it.
The A’s won, by the way, 3-2.
Game; June 20th 2010 Oakland Athletics Vs St Louis Cardinals
Game Balls; One
I hate to keep talking about this but I still think about the little four year old that got plunked in the face by Randy Wolfs throw. At work today I discussed the topic with a few co-workers. I got mixed emotions. I thought the story was entertaining, and laughable at this point. At the time it was a little nerve-racking. Some of my co-workers didnt like the idea of me keeping the baseball. They informed me that I should have given the baseball to the kid because he “deserved” it. Other co-workers did their best to stick up for me. In the end it was an interesting debate. I thoroughly enjoyed telling the story, and talking about it. I also brought up the fact that I recieved some small injuries on my legs, and rib cage for going after the baseball after it rolled around under the seats. (Those plastic seats are very unforgiving) I also pointed out the fact that I was the one that kept calling to Randy Wolf that eventually got him to throw the ball in the first place. I also pointed out the fact that Ive been hit with a baseball before but no security guard came to my aid to wrestle the baseball away from the other fan that got it. ( I really have never been hit with a baseball. I just wanted to see what people would say ) The response to all of that? ” Well, thats different. Youre an adult. Thats a kid.” My arguement? “So?” I dont understand why a child should get the ball because he was hit, and an adult shouldnt even if he was hit too. Anyway. Id also like to give a shout out to Shawn, a fellow ballhawk, for leaving an insightful comment. Thanks brother!
Alright. Game time! Todays game was an interesting one. It was the last game against the Brewers, and the Cardinals were hosting Purina-” Bring your dog to the ball park” day. So all these people showed up with their dogs. They got to walk around the warning track, and the rest of the field to show off their dogs. It was pretty neat. I had to enter the stadium on the first base side because I wasnt about to play the third base side today. Not after the incident yesterday. The Cardinals were going on the road starting Monday, and they would be back at home on the fourtheenth of June. So that would give the security guard enough time to cool off, and forget about what happened on Saturday. I hoped anyway. Heres a picture of the first base side entrance.
There was so much shaded area on this side of the stadium. It was amazing. On the third base side during a day game a person would roast waiting outside. But on this side there were places to sit under the trees to stay out of the sun. It was really cool, and a slight breeze would come through, and it felt amazing. It was real luxurious on this side of the house. Since it was Dog day I only had to put up with a few people at the gates. Everyone else pretty much had their dog with them.
Here is a beautiful snap shot of St Louis, and the Arch from the first base side. They put a huge blow up dog outside the gates to let everyone know that this is where all the dogs had to enter the stadium. So much fun! I wish I had a dog to bring!
So once in side I kind of made a costly error. I forgot about the screen they put out in front of first base to protect the first basemen as he takes fielding practice. So that means the chances of a grounder to come my way were drastically reduced. Ive seen a lot of baseballs hit over to the first base side. But I really thought it was more trouble than it was worth. So I quickly made my way to the center field bleachers. I took the front row, and waited patiently. More, and more people started to show up, and fill the rows.
The tall guy on the left ( 50 ) is Kameron Loe. I stood in the front row for about 20 minutes before something came my way. I reached over to try, and snag the ball but it fell too short, and hit off the wall. I scraped my finger on the concrete ledge in the process. So since I got injured that entitles me to the baseball. The Brewers that were shagging balls thought different, and didnt toss it up to me. Really, that was about it for where I was standing. Chris Capuano tossed one up to a kid that was standing next to me, and then batting practice abruptly ended after about 30 minutes of standing there. My jaw simply hit the floor.
Well, the only thing I could do now was hope the Brewers came out with a couple warm up baseballs before the game. After I got something to eat, and drink I scampered down to the dugout area, and did my best to blend in. The security guards in the dugout area really didnt have a problem with people sitting in other peoples seats. It wasnt like Kauffman where they constantly came around to check tickets. Since ESPN changed the game from a day game ( 1:15pm ) to a night game ( 7:05pm ) a lot of people didnt show up or all of a sudden couldnt show up. So there were plenty of open seats in the house to really sit wherever you wanted. So I pulled up some real estate behind the dugout. I mean directly behind the dugout. Like the first row behind the dugout. Yeah, I was being brave tonight.
The dugout seats. I always love sitting right here. Since it was getting close to game time I had to keep a watchful eye on security, and anyone on there way down to claim these seats. Soon it was National Athem time. Still nobody kicked me out of the seat.
Then after that Casey McGehee, and Rickie Weeks came out to toss the ball around in front of the dugout. If this wasnt the perfect spot for that baseball I didnt know where was. They threw the ball about three times before they started to advance back onto each other. Who would end up with the ball? Rickie or Casey? Casey ended up with it, and I started calling to him. He looked at me, and then kept looking around. I knew what he was doing. He was looking for a kid to throw to. But since there werent any I ended up with the ball! I thanked him, and sat down for the game.
I waited until the bottom half of the first inning to make my move. Or before the third out I should say. The Cardinals were batting so therefor the Brewers would end up with the third out baseball. On the second out I left my seat, raced up the stairs, crossed over one section, ducked security as he was busy directing some fans to their seats, raced towards the end of the aisle by the dugout, and on the last out Prince Fielder ended up with the ball. I adjusted my Brewers hat slightly, held up my glove, and begin asking Prince for the ball. He threw it directly to me, and I thanked him. I was gone in a flash. Its imparitive to get that first inning third out baseball because after that I would end up competing with about ten kids after they figured out what I just accomplished. So you have to handle business early.
The game actually made it to extra innings. So I stayed down by the dugout to watch the Cardinals bat in the bottom half of the ninth. I prayed they didnt hit a walk off home run or something. Because from where I was to get to the place where the umpires leave the field well…Ill just say this. I wouldnt make it. Fortunatly for me the Cardinals didnt score. The Brewers scored one in their top half of the tenth though. So I left the dugout area, and wandered over to the section I needed to enter to get my final baseball of the night. Guess what? Security was gone! Can you believe that? I mean they were GONE! Like none in sight. So I took my time getting down to the bottom of the aisle, and as soon as the game ended I quickly pounced on the umpires leaving. Well, not literally. But he threw me one. So that was amazing.
Game: Milwaukee Brewers Vs St Louis Cardinals June 6-2010 7:10pm
Game Balls: Three
This is me. Relaxing, and getting into the zone at Busch Stadium. It was hot, and muggy. But I felt good. I was well hydrated, and ready for some foul ball action. As I waited for the gates to open I watched Arthur Rhodes walked right by me, and into the stadium. Most of the baseball players come in this entry door on Stan Musial Dr. Just for future reference if youre after a certain players autograph.
Just passed the memorabilia stand there is a set of double doors. They go in there. Anyway. So the gates finally opened up, and I raced down to the third base side. For some reason the players were slicing everything to the first base side. The majority of baseballs were going over there. I thought about going over there to shag foul balls, but I knew as soon as I did that they would start hitting them to the third base side. So I stood my ground. My decision paid off, and it wasnt just moments later when I hot ground ball came my way. I mean right to me. The ball took a nasty bounce, and hit me right in the wrist, and then trickled down into my glove but rolled out onto the dirt. I frantically grabbed for it, and reeled it in as other people were reaching for it. I usually field those pretty cleanly but this one kind of got away from me.
See the usher thats standing on the field? Usually he stands right in front of me. But not today for some reason. He didnt even stand remotely close to me. I also noted that he doesnt come out with his glove anymore, and he doesnt stop any ground balls that come towards the fans. It think upper management recieved a complaint that the ushers were interfering with batting practice too much. I would have to agree, and support the complaint or the decision to keep the ushers out of the way. Fans should know the risk theyre taking when they stand this close to the field during batting practice. In fact Ive seen more people hit by overthrows from players than actual baseballs off the bats.
It seems like I get more baseballs within the first two hours after the gates open when there isnt batting practice. Ive only been able to get one baseball during batting practice at Busch stadium, and Im really thinking I need to change up my strategy. I pretty much ignored the Reds as they warmed up, and a few overthrows happened but nothing went into the seats. I positioned myself behind Jonny Gomes, and his throwing partner to catch another overthrow while batting practice resumed. As I was standing there I ended up chatting with an older gentleman from Quad Cities Illinois. Him, and I talked probably the rest of batting practice, and I totally lost focus. But we were talking baseball. We agreed on a lot of topics like steroids, players salaries, what the players have to pay for, what they dont have to pay for, etc etc etc. I mean we talked it up. Before I knew it batting practice was over.
Before we parted ways he asked me where I was sitting, and I told him I had purchased cheap bleacher seats because I chase foul balls. He offered me the aisle seat in the row he was sitting at which was about four rows up from the field. They were awesome seats, and I got to sit there for free. I told him I had to have the aisle seat though. I explained my ball snagging stats, streaks, and just about everything else to help convince him to allow me to take the aisle seat. So I wanted to dedicate this blog entry to Charlie, and his wife Mary for allowing me the opportunity to sit with you both. Charlie is a Vietnam Veteran, and he shared something with me. He did four years in Vietnam with only a two week break somewhere in the middle of all of that. Can you believe that? Four years in combat with only a two week break. He also said he “sometimes” got weekends off. Wow. I thanked him for his service, and it really was a delight to sit next to him. Thanks again Charlie. I will see you in September!
Three foul balls came to my location. The first one was a hot chopper that bounced all over the place, and It was just out of reach as I ran to the railing. The second one ( if I would have stayed in my seat ) I would have easily grabbed. It took one bounce, and right between everyone sitting in front of me, and bounced right off my vacant seat. I was too busy running to the railing to snag it on the fly. The third, and final one rolled to the wall, and bounced off the wall which sent it rolling along the wall right to the ball boy. I didnt even get up to make an attempt. If I did I would have got that ball. I couldnt believe I didnt get up, and go get it!
So then this happened.
And then this started.
Thirty minutes later….
And guess what else? Scott Rolen still gives, and gets a lot of love in St. Louis.
So after making it through my third official rain delay of the season, mis-playing foul balls, and having an interesting conversation about baseball with Charlie I had to explain that I would leave these wonderful free seats for more baseballs. Charlie, and Mary were okay with that, and we made a deal to meet up again in September for the final series against the Reds. I was excited to meet such great people! So off I went to get one final baseball from the umpire.
I didnt waste any time. Security had their hands full with fans leaving so I took that opportunity to dart right through, and down into the large swarms of people. I could hear security calling to me but I ignored her. I quickly found a vacant seat, and slumped down in my seat. I broke out my cell phone, and pretended to make a call. Security of course came wandering down the steps to find me but I blended in. As the final out was recorded I quickly made my way to the umpire exit area, and got the home plate umpires attention. He tossed me a gem, and I was out of there. I didnt wait around for the bullpen players. I rarely have any luck with those guys anyway.
Superman was in town. Im not sure what kind of crisis was going on in down town St. Louis. But whatever it was Im sure he had it under control.
Game: St Louis Cardinals Vs Cincinnati Reds May 31st 2010 3:10pm
Game Balls: Two
Busch Stadium. The Nationals were in town, and I didnt know how this game was really going to play out. I failed to get any good pictures but I will make it up to you all in the next few blog entries. I didnt think the crowd would be that enormous. But who was I kidding? The crowd is always big at Busch Stadium.
I hoped that when I got down to my normal spot there were going to be some easter eggs. But that didnt really workout too well. It didnt take but three minutes for me to stand there before a baseball came my way. I was the only one around to get it. I made the scoop, and quickly put the ball in my backpack. I stayed on the third base line for about 90% of batting practice, and not a single baseball besides that one was hit down the line. It was a very boring, and non-productive day.
I stayed for the entire game. I wandered the outfield, and played down in foul territory but nothing came my way. It was really a wasted day at the ballpark. I only had one baseball, and sadly I would leave with one baseball. But I will tell you this. I learned a lot about Busch stadium on my little mini-tour today. I learned more hot spots, and I also learned how to get passed security to sit in seats behind home plate. I shall use these tactics in future games.
Game: St. Louis Cardinals Vs Washington Nationals May 18th 2010 7:15pm
Game Balls: One
Another miserable day at the ballpark. Its May, and the crappy weather is still around. I can not wait for June-July baseball. Really, I can not wait. I hate coming to the ballpark, and wondering if batting practice will happen or not. It sits on my shoulders like a 2-ton bag of bricks. When there isnt batting practice, I get a real sick feeling inside of me. Not because the chances of me not getting a baseball are very high, its because I dont want to lose my streak! Alright. Enough ranting.
So batting practice was in full swing when I got to the stadium. I went to the right field gates to peak in, and sure enough the cage was set up but nobody was batting. So I returned to the thirs base gates, and waited. I thought about trying my luck on some easter eggs in the centerfield bleachers. I thought about it for probably the majority of the time I sat at the third base gates. I almost went. I held my position. It really did pay off this time. Once I entered the stadium, I was beat down to the base line wall by an older gentleman. He had a glove, and a backpack so I knew he was serious. But what he didnt see were two baseballs laying right underneath the front row directly behind him! I didnt hesitate. I wanted to take a snapshot but I needed to secure the baseballs. Two easter eggs were all mine! ( Note; on Mygameballs.com those two baseballs put us at lifetime baseballs 19,000 )
It wasnt long before another serious ballhawk showed up. Here is my competition.
The guy in the red coat, and the other guy in the grey t-shirt. Each one of those guys got one baseball a piece. I started the evening out with two. So I felt pretty good. Two more slow rollers came down the line, and those were easily snatched up by some other folks. We also had a hot chopper hit right to us, and I backed up to play it on the hop but I got hungup on the seats. Soon after that one, another one was hit right into the seats. It hit down in a seat that wasnt occupied, and I easily got it. After that happened one of the ushers showed up with a glove, and stood right in front of me. He scooped up an easy grounder that was headed right for me. I really hate it when these guys come out, and block others from getting a baseball. Its happened twice now, and its looking like my spot is no longer available. So I moved on.
I moved around the diamond looking for stray baseballs that maybe a coach or a player would throw me, but to no avail it didnt happen. I wondered if three was going to be my number tonight, and as I looked back down to my spot the usher had left, but batting practice was about to end. So I went up, and got me some grub, and waited on the Nationals to come out, and warm up. As soon as they did I perched on the spot, and called out to Ian Desmond. But he nodded to me, gestured that he was going to give the ball to a little kid. Well, I hate to encourage that in ball players because everyone is a fan, so I just eye-balled him hoping that would help change his mind. No dice. Adam Kennedy also had a ball, and I called out to him. No dice from him either.
And that was it. No other baseballs came my way. The umpires leave the field directly behind home plate. So if you have tickets to the expensive seats you can get a baseball from them. I think those tickets are like $230.00 but theyre all you can eat. Well, Im not spending $230.00 to sit behind home plate to wait on an umpire to throw me a baseball. I guess if I were desperate. But Im not.
Game: St Louis Cardinals Vs Washington Nationals May 17 2010 7:15pm.
Game Balls: Three