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August 6, 2012 marked our only Mariners game at Camden Yards of the season. So we had to make the most of it. We arrived in plenty of time, got out tickets, and waited for those gates to open up and let us at our Mariners:
When we made our way into the stadium, the Orioles were hitting and our Mariners were stretching in front of their dugout. So that’s where we headed. As we approached the dugout, Stephen Pryor was walking down the line a bit to throw his glove in the grass outside of the *stretch zone* — I asked and he happily agreed to pose for this picture with the boys:
I think Kellan’s face in that picture is hilarious. He simply refused to smile at the time. He does that at times.
We were safely out of foul ball zone so I could let down my *don’t hit my boys* guard. But moments after that picture with Pryor, an Orioles batter ripped a foul ball off of a protective net and it bounced over to the warning track and rolled to a stop just below us. I reached over and grabbed it.
Thank you, very much, Orioles batter and lucky ricochet!
Then we headed above the dugout and watched our guys chat with each other…
…and then go through their stretching routine.
As the stretching began to wind down, I decided we should head down the LF line so we could claim a nice spot (among the 10 fans over there in foul territory) to watch the M’s play catch. As we started walking down the line, I saw that Jason Phillips was standing on the foul warning track chatting with some guy (a non-uniformed Mariners employee). As we were walking, Phillips looked up and saw us and he walked over to the bag of baseballs and grabbed one.
Phillips was deep in conversation when we reached Phillips, but he walked over and set the baseball in Tim’s glove.
Since he was deep in conversation, we didn’t wait around to chat with Phillips. We just continued down the line. We stopped about one section in from the foul pole and an Oriole immediately hit a baseball foul right behind us. It trickled down the stairs right to us.
With Ichiro no longer on the team, King Felix is by far Tim’s new favorite Mariner. At this game, he was sporting his white “Hernandez” t-shirt jersey that the Mariners gave my folks when they were invited to a game in the owners’ suite earlier in the season. As all of the players made their way down the line, they stopped about 2-3 sections down from us and gathered around Phillips.
I pointed out Felix to Tim and Tim screamed, “Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, FEEEEELIX!” Felix turned around and said “hi” and waved at Tim. He then looked back-and-forth like he was searching for something. He was. It was the baseball bag. He went over, grabbed a ball, and launched a arching pop fly in Tim’s direction. Tim tried to navigate the seats in the first row, but the ball fell one seat short. No catch, but Tim easily picked up the commemorative Orioles Park baseball from the folded seat.
Moments later, Felix started signing autographs. We scooted over to the small gathering of people around Felix. I was holding Kellan but another fan helped guide time right into the thick of the group…
…(you can see his hat just under the arms of the guy in the royal blue shirt) and King Felix stepped back from the group to get an extra good hold on the ball as he put a beautiful signature right on the sweet spot of the baseball he had just tossed to Tim.
Thanks, again, Felix! (And congrats again on the Perfecto!)
On our drive home, Tim was looking at the Felix autograph while chatting on the phone with his mommy and explaining the autograph. He said something hilarious: “Felix’s autograph is so cool. It’s part signature and part letters! You know how most autographs are just scribbles like a signature? Well, this is both signature and letters!!!” (That’s a paraphrase, by the way).
Once the Mariners started playing catch, we stationed ourselves between Oliver Perez and Shawn Kelley:
Perez was playing catch with King Felix while Kelley played catch with Lucas Luetge.
This was some of the coolest *catch watching* in which we have ever participated. Perez, who apparently has a crazy-strong arm, and Felix were playing long toss and Felix just kept scooting back-and-back-and-back. Eventually, Perez threw a homerun over the CF fence and into the batters’ eye. The grass in the batters’ eye is elevated so Felix was able to see Perez when he went up to retrieve the ball. So Perez and Felix ended up playing catch from the batters’ eye to the LF warning track for a minute or two. It was mighty impressive!
When Felix came back into CF it got even more interesting. Felix nearly threw a ball into the seats. Perez had to drift all the way back to the wall and reach up to get the ball. Then, Felix threw a ball about one full section to our right. It was definitely going into the stands. I raced over there and there was zero doubt in my mind that I was going to catch it. The throw was so offline and high that it didn’t seem like Perez was even going for it. But then, as I reached up to make the easy catch at head level, Perez came flying in and made a running/jumping catch about one foot in front of my glove!
The whole thing was a ton of fun to watch.
Felix and Perez finished with some shorter harder throwing:
And then Felix came over to the wall and started signing autographs again. Tim really wanted to get his picture with Felix, but there were too many people at this point gathered around trying to get an autograph. So we backed away from the scene…and got rewarded for it. As Felix signed autographs, Perez slowly walked toward the dugout. Tim was just goofing off minding his own business in the front row when Perez walked up behind him and handed over the highly entertaining Perez-King Felix warm up baseball. Awesome!
While all of this was going on with Felix and Perez, I had also been communicating a bit with Shawn Kelley. Kelley seems to be a super cool guy, a great dad and a big fan of kids. And if you follow him on Twitter, you’ll see he’s pretty funny too.
Well, my goal was to get a picture of him with the boys. At times while players warm up, you can make eye contact or get in a word or two without disturbing their process. I used these little breaks in the action to ask Kelley if the boys could get a picture with him after he was done warming up.
It was funny because he kept motioning like, “You want my autograph?” And I would respond, “That would be cool too, but I really want a picture with you.”
Then, wouldn’t you know it, Kellan fell down and scraped his knee a bit (he does this all the time) right as Kelley wrapped up his throwing. Kelley still thought we were asking for an autograph. But all of our baseballs were put away and I didn’t feel like pulling one out. I really just wanted a picture of him and the boys. Because of the sniffling due to the scraped knee, the picture ended up being just Tim and Shawn:
Probably also due to the sniffling from the scraped knees, before leaving Shawn reached out and handed his warm up baseball to Kellan. And it actually did the trick perfectly! Kellan loves when he gets a baseball. His eyes lit up and he yelled, “Baseball!”
And, hey, it was an Orioles Park commemorative (as was the Perez-Felix warm up baseball!)
Double thanks, Shawn! Keep up the good work!
Once all of the pitchers were finished playing catch, we decided to head out to LCF by the bullpens. Blake Beavan was out there and he decided to toss us this:
While out by the bullpen, Kellan and I were hanging out in one row and Tim was sitting right in front of me. We spend most of our BP time in foul territory so we catch very few homerun balls. In fact, I’m pretty sure the last time I caught a BP homerun on the fly at Camden Yards was in 2004 before Tim was born. Well, it is time to reset that clock. Now, it has been since August 6, 2012.
A Mariner took a mighty hack and hit a screaming liner right to me. Here is a reenactment of where I caught it, right above Tim’s head:
Yeah, he was busy eating a Nature Valley bar at the time.
That was it for BP. Time to hit the kids’ play area. We cut through the cross aisle around home plate and had an usher take our picture on the way:
After a vigorous bouncy house session, Tim and Kellan played on the too high and dangerous play fort…
…and then Tim did some pitching:
As Tim was unleashing his fastball fury, a fan walked by and yelled something like, “Looking good, King Felix!!!”
After the boys did some playing, we headed over to the bullpen to watch Jason Vargas warm up for the game:
He was looking pretty good. And he had just been named A.L. Pitcher of the Month for July. So I was hoping for good things from him in this game.
Once again (this is becoming the norm this season), Tim requested to do the old switcheroo – ice cream first, dinner second. So we did. We grabbed some ice cream helmets and found some seats in (approximately) section 62:
But something was amiss. Kellan wanted nothing to do with his ice cream. Instead, he just wanted to get out of those seats ASAP:
In that picture, he is trying to squeeze by me into the aisle. He screamed throughout the national anthem. I knew we couldn’t stay there. Oddly enough, he calmed down the second we left this section.
We moved to some nearby handicapped accessible seats in the cross aisle…
…and, instantly, Kellan’s screaming turned to smiles:
But he still didn’t want his ice cream. So, as Dustin Ackley led off the game for the Mariners…
…, I took one for the team and ate Kellan’s ice cream.
The Mariners failed to score in the first. Then it was Vargas’s turn:
Although he gave up two hits (including a double), he also got through the first inning unscathed.
Unfortunately, Chris Tillman kept retiring Mariners batters while Vargas gave up three runs in the bottom of the second. They were the only runs Vargas would give up over eight otherwise strong innings of work. But the Mariners just weren’t hitting.
We followed ice cream with a tasty pizza dinner:
I can’t remember who the batter was, but one piece of excitement was when one of the Orioles hit a single into LF and his bat traveled almost as far as the baseball. Here is Kyle Seager retrieving the barrel of the bat from shallow LF:
While we were still eating our pizza, the Oriole Bird wandered by on his way to deliver some birthday wishes to several fans. He stopped to pose for a picture with Tim (and his pizza crust):
Kellan kept a watchful eye on the big, scary Bird:
When the Bird wandered by again, after delivering a gift bag to a second birthday celebrating fan, Tim went over to say hi again and the Bird swiped the hat right off of Tim’s head…
…and proceeded to munch on it in his big beaked mouth. Tim got a great kick out of the Bird’s antics.
In the fifth inning, Camden Yards regular Matt Hersl stopped by to say hi. He also asked me, “is it too early to mention the no hitter?” Indeed, Chris Tillman was throwing a no-no at the time. I quickly responded, “No, Tillman is throwing a no hitter!!!”
That did the trick: Mike Carp came up moments later and rapped the first Mariners hit of the night into LF.
Matt also mentioned that a guy who he described as “Alex from Seattle” was looking for me. I had no clue who that was. But we were soon pleasantly surprised when Alex “Not from Seattle but wearing a Mariners t-shirt” Kopp approached.
We last saw Alex at PNC Park on June 9th (for MyGameBalls.com’s Ballhawkfest 2012). Since then, Alex has started his first job out of college. It was great to catch up with Alex for an inning or two…during which Alex had a great (but unsuccessful) chance at catching his first ever game foul ball. Don’t worry, the next day he would catch a Nick Markakis game homerun on the fly in the flag court).
Around the sixth inning, we witnessed one of the worst scenes we’ve ever witnessed at a ball park. It looked sort of like this:
Here’s what happened. We ran over to the moon bounce for a second round of bouncing. Some kids were in the bounce so we had to stand in line. I was holding Kellan and getting him ready (taking his shoes off) when they started letting the next group of kids into the moon bounce. Tim ran up and jumped into the moon bounce. Right as I started to approach with Kellan, a 45-ish year old dad with a 4-ish year old son walked up and asked the moon bounce attendants to call for help. The sat down on the corner of the moon bounce mat, about 2 feet in front of us, and the kid’s head was bleeding like crazy. You can see the dad in the blue shirt and orange hat on the right side of the photo above, with blood all around them on the ground.
My mom was an ICU nurse and she tells me that head wounds bleed a lot. But, man, I’ve never seen anything like this. The kid was drenched in blood. My first instinct was to shield Kellan from seeing what was going on. Another Mariners fan was standing right there (in the hot and sweaty evening air) and he freaked out (in a good way). He ripped off his (no doubt sweaty) shirt and tried to give it to the dad to wipe up the kids’ blood. The dad was very thankful but declined because he had something of his own to clean up the kid.
I have no clue what happened to the kid. My first thought was that he fell off of the terribly dangerous looking and tall play set, but I didn’t see any blood on the ground over there.
All sorts of cops and security people ran over. The dad did a great job comforting his boy and calling for more help.
Meanwhile, Tim was bouncing in the moon bounce and I circled around the side so Kellan wouldn’t see too much of what was going on. All of a sudden, a 30-ish year old lady took a backwards dive right onto the cement. Someone yelled that she was having a seizure, but she was not moving at all. My guess is that she passed out from watching the kid with the bloody head. Whatever happened, she wasn’t moving at all. She no doubt bashed her head hard of the cement when she fell. Her daughter (shown on the far left sitting on the ground wearing pink) started to totally freak out.
The lady seemed to be with some other people who started to tend to her. They all called for more help and scream out for another ambulance (the dad had already asked for one for the boy).
Just then, they let the kids out of the moon bounce. The bloody kid was practically sitting on Tim’s shoes so he had to go right up to the dad and kid to get them. Actually, you can see Tim’s hat directly above the dad’s orange hat as he is grabbing his shoes. Once he ran over to me and put on his shoes, I got my boys out of there as fast as humanly possible.
There was bad mojo in the air and I wanted none of it. I have no clue why that cop appears to be smiling/laughing for my camera. It was a very serious and unpleasant scene. It might just be a bad picture and he wasn’t really smiling. Who knows.
We got out of there and headed back to the cross-aisle:
Soon, we headed behind home plate. The Mariners were still losing 3-0. They did eventually score one run in the 8th inning and they definitely had opportunities to score a second and third run, but they just couldn’t do it.
We headed behind the dugout in the cross-aisle to watch the 8th and 9th innings. Interestingly enough, the usher at the top wouldn’t let us stand in the cross aisle (that’s a new one on me at Camden Yards), instead she *made us* sit in the fancy seats behind the home plate end of the dugout:
Okay, usher. If you insist!
I took a bunch of unimpressive action shots as the Mariners tried unsuccessfully to tie up the score.
Seager hit a 1-out single in the top of the ninth:
At this point, a homerun would have tied up the score.
Mike Carp grounded out sending Seager to 2B:
Casper Wells hit a weak grounder for an infield single:
Now, with two outs, a homerun would have put the Mariners ahead and a gapped would have probably at tied it.
But, as I mentioned, it wasn’t to be. Eric Thames (not on this pitch) grounded into a game ending fielder’s choice:
That sent out Mariners in-person season record to 2-1. Alas, no undefeated Mariners season for us in 2012.
After the game, an usher took our picture behind the Mariners dugout:
And one our way out of the stadium, I took this panorama from right next to the batters’ eye:
Thankfully, our next three games would feature the Mariners at Safeco Field. Hooray!
2012 C&S Fan Stats
|17/15 Games (Tim/Kellan)|
|18/17 Teams – Tim – Mariners, Rockies, Phillies, Mets, Marlins, Athletics, Orioles, Nationals, Diamondbacks, Blue Jays, Twins, Cubs, Cardinals, Royals, Red Sox, Rays, Pirates, Braves; Kellan – Mariners, Rockies, Marlins, Nationals, Athletics, Orioles, Mets, Diamondbacks, Blue Jays, Twins, Cubs, Cardinals, Royals, Red Sox, Rays, Pirates, Braves|
|26 Ice Cream Helmet(s) – Phillies 2, Orioles 5, Mets 2, Twins 2, Cardinals 3, Royals 2, Rockies 3, Red Sox 2, Pirates 3, Nationals 2|
|1 Ice Cream Glove! – Nationals|
|95 Baseballs – Mariners 15, Marlins 4, Mets 8, Nationals 4, Phillies 5, Umpires 6, Orioles 13, Athletics 2, Diamondbacks 4, Blue Jays 1, Twins 1, Cubs 7, Cardinals 1, Royals 6, Red Sox 6, Rays 6, Pirates 3, Rockies 2, Braves 1|
|17 Commemorative Baseball(s) – Marlins Park, Mets 50th Anniversary 2, Camden Yards 9, Dodger Stadium 4, Fenway Park 1|
|10/9 Stadiums – Tim – Citizens Bank Park, Nationals Park, Camden Yards, Citi Field, Target Field, Busch Stadium, Kauffman Stadium, Coors Field, Fenway Park, PNC Park; Kellan – Nationals Park, Camden Yards, Citi Field, Target Field, Busch Stadium, Kauffman Stadium, Coors Field, Fenway Park, PNC Park6/1 Mascots Photos – Tim – Sluggerrr, Teddy Roosevelt, Abe Lincoln, George Washington, Oriole Bird (2); Kellan – Fredbird|
|6/2 Player Photos – Tim – Ricky Bones, Willie Bloomquist, Jeremy Guthrie, Evan Scribner, Stephen Pryor, Shawn Kelley; Kellan – Willie Bloomquist, Stephen Pryor|
|2 Batting Gloves – Ronnie Deck|
|6 Autographs – Willie Bloomquist 2, Tim Byrdak, Brian Roberts, Munenori Kawasaki, Evan Scribner, Felix Hernandez|
Bonus Picture: Tim likes to pose with the many Orioles signs all over the place at Camden Yards:
August 15, 2009 – Road Trip Day 2:
Last season, we designed our baseball road trip around my desire to visit the Louisville Slugger factory. This year, the primary focus was to take part in the final season of the beautiful Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome. Today was the day, and the Metrodome did not disappoint.
We started the day at Wisconsin Dells KOA — which by the way is one happening KOA. We rose early and walked a couple laps of the KOA camp grounds…
…then my dad and Tim played some catch while I re-packed for the next leg of the drive.
If you like water parks, you really gotta check out Wis Dells. There are huge water parks on every block. There was some crazy looking stuff. So check it out.
A large portion of our drive was in Wisconsin. When I think Wisconsin, I think cheese. And the billboards of Wisconsin didn’t let cheese stray far from my mind. We spotted billboards to every type of cheese based establishment you’d ever want to visit. Unfortunately, we visited none.
We had a funny moment as we drove through Saint Paul. I make mix CDs from iTunes for our road trips, and many of our weekend game excursions. I made two volumes for this trip and we were listening to volume 2 as we drove into Saint Paul. The radio in our rental car blared Queen’s “We Are The Champions.” Then Tim yelled, “WE ARE THE MARINERS! Let’s sing it! Let’s sing it!” So we did,
“We are the Mariners, my friends. And, we’ll keeping on hitting until the end. We are the Mariners, We are the Mariners. No time for losers because WE ARE THE MARINERS…of Seattle…of Seattle!”
The game was a 3:10 start. We rolled into the bigger Twin City at about 12:30 and quickly found a reasonably priced ($10) parking garage across the street from the Metrodome. We parked in the closest parking space to the Dome.
We then climbed the stairs and exited the parking garage out of a set of doors leading to a pedestrian-only street (at least it was pedestrian-only at the time) between the garage and the Metrodome. This is what it looked like:
Tim and I used the time leading up to the 1:10 opening of the stadium to play some catch on the street while my dad explored around the perimeter of the HHHM.
We then met up and got our pictures by this sign…
A few minutes later, we were inside the first true “Dome” of Tim’s life, and mine and my dad’s first true “Dome” since the King of all Domes, the Kingdome:
Look at Tim checking out the Dome with wonder and amazement. For those of you who weren’t raised in a dome, you might not understand. But there is something awe inspiring being in such a huge building. The Kingdome was just about the coolest place in the world. It was huge. There were fireworks going off inside. And it was the place where I fell in love with baseball and the Mariners.
I have no affiliation to the Twins (although my great grandma Lillian Hoffman was from Worthington, Minn.), but I’ve long been a Twins sympathizer. Some of it had to do with Kirby Puckett — for whom I named my dog, Kirby. But a lot more of that had to do with the fact the Twins play in this beautiful Kingdome’ish facility.
All this is to say that it strangly felt like a homecoming entering the Metrodome for the first time. And I was ten times as excited to be there than I was excited to be at the objectively far superior Wrigley Field the day before.
We arrived for the beginning of BP because we really wanted to try to get one of the extremely cool looking HHH Metrodome commemorative baseballs that I’ve seen on tons of MLBlogs all season. The Twins were hitting when we entered, and we took our place in CF:
We stood all by ourselves at the CF corner seats highlighted by the red arrow above. There were two Twins players in CF shagging balls. I had the feeling they were pitchers, but I have no clue who they were. But, apparently, it didn’t matter:
This was our 20th ball of the season — an all-time season best for me and Tim (or for me alone before Tim was born) and it was our first ever commemorative ball.
Tim got super-excited when I handed him the ball. He held it out to a crowd of adults who were all cheering him on for getting the ball and yelled, “I GOT A BASEBALL!” He then ran to the incredibly steep Metrodome stairs (much steeper than the Kingdome’s stairs) and started running up the stairs holding the ball behind his back. The following scene transpired as I ran after him:
[METRODOME – Interior – Early Evening]
Todd – “Tim, where are you going!!!!?”
Tim – “I got to show my baseball to Grandpa!”
Todd – “But Grandpa is down there! (pointing back to the field)”
Tim – “Ohh!” (turning to run down the incredibly steep stairs)
Todd – “Hold on to the seats! You’re gonna fall down!”
Tim – (ignores his father and runs to his grandpa)
Tim – “Grandpa, I GOT A BASEBALL!!”
Grandpa – “Cool!”
Stadium Attendant – (Takes picture of me, Tim and the baseball)
Carlos Gomez – (throws ball to a little girl standing next to my dad)
Dad – (catches the little girl’s baseball)
Stadium Attendant – “Give that ball to that girl.”
Dad – (gives baseball to little girl)
Carlos Gomez – (throws baseball to my dad)
Dad – “Look, Tim! Another ball!”
Tim – (takes ball and gives it to me and starts running up the stairs)
Todd – “Where you going!!!!!!?”
Tim – “LET’S GO PLAY CATCH!!!” (in a tone implying that I’ve been forcing him not to play catch all this time).
Todd – (chases Tim)
Carlos Gomez – (throws his batting gloves to my dad)
Dad – (gives one of the batting gloves to the little girl and pockets the other)
The scene on the field:
The red arrow: Carlos Gomez.
The glove and ball: courtesy of Carlos Gomez.
The guy cirlced by Todd (not by Bert): unknown Twin who threw the ball to me and Tim.
(By the way, Gomez made a ridiculous home run robbing catch during BP just to the RF side of the 408 sign. He was on a full sprint and his body was half above the fence as he caught it. He got a huge ovation from the small BP crowd.)
After the scene above, Tim and I played some catch in the concourse behind the RF baggy:
It was pretty crowed in the concourse, at least for playing catch, but we managed to play some quality catch for a few minutes. Check out the picture on the right, those doors are chained and locked shut. On the other side of the door is the beginning of a stairway that leads down into the seats at Vikings games. However, at Twins games, they lead to big drop off into the outfield and/or the seats folded up behind the baggy.
Speaking of the baggy and the folded seats, after playing catch, we went into the seats in CF closest to the baggy. This was the view:
This is the view to my left, check it out:
In the picture to the right, notice anything interesting? There are four baseballs resting on the backs of the folded chairs. They are all perched on the drink holders on the backs of the seats. Note: the smaller ball-looking-object toward the bottom left of the picture is a balled-up foil hot dog wrapper, not a baseball.
Tim sat in the seats in this CF section and looked at some baseball cards an usher gave him. The Indians were hitting now and someone hit a ball to an Indian named “Lewis” — I have no clue who that is — and I yelled, “Hey, Lewis!” to see if he’d be interested in throwing a ball up to our high vantage point. He wasn’t interested. But the funny part of the story is that Tim shouted, “No, Dad, we already got a baseball! Leave them alone, they’re concentrating!” So after a few more minutes, we left the Indians to their concentrating and we headed to the upper deck to see if it was less crowded. Tim still had catch-playing on his mind. However, the upper deck concourse was even busier than the lower concourse. So, we decided to get some dinner.
We ordered nachos, a hot dog, a gigantic diet coke, and a bottle of water. Normally I bring a little infant “sippy cup” for Tim to drink water out of during games. But I’d forgot it in the car. I bought the water solely for the purpose of having a re-sealable water holding receptacle for Tim’s water. However, and this is my biggest complaint about the Metrodome, the kind Mid-western lady wouldn’t give us the cap. I told her it was the sole reason I purchased the water. She apologized, but said it was “League Policy” that they cannot give out caps with bottled drinks. That’s a new one on me. How about you?
Here is the spot we found for eating our food:
This was the view:
My dad tracked us down and ate with us. But soon, it was time for me to go off and explore and photograph the stadium. I asked my dad if Tim could stay with him. He said yes, but Tim wanted to come explore the stadium with me.
Here we go —
With Tim on my shoulders, we started off by walking up the stairs and toward home plate. Our first stop was the infield *big screen* (the Metrodome has two screens). I have never seen this before, but the screen is literally two feet behind the back row of seats, and you can easily touch it. Here it is up close:
Cool, huh? Each red, blue and green dot is a little light that feels like a little bump.
Here is the view from the top of the dome behind home plate:
Here are a couple Dome-loving Cooks in this same spot:
While behind home plate, I noticed some stuff that looked a lot like Kingdome stuff:
What’s the opposite of *state-of-the-art*? History-of-the-art?
Next, we continued on our journey and headed toward the LF corner. On our way, we noticed this:
Support beams ringing row 26 of the Metrodome upper deck. The Kingdome didn’t have support beams. Instead, if my knowledge serves me, it had high tension cables that ran across the roof and down the sides. They were built into the building, you couldn’t see them. But they kept the whole thing tight and in place without support beams — and without the obstructed views that result from beams in stadiums.
Now, check this out in the picture to the right. The seats directly behind the beam are missing the “seats.” They’re just backs and arm rests. Obviously, you cannot buy those non-seats. However, one row back from the beam, the seats are seats. I had to probe further.
This is what I determined, the Twins have apparently concluded that the following is an unacceptably obstructed view:
That’s a good call by the Twins. That view just won’t do.
However, apparently this view will do — and apparently, it is worth $22 (the general cost of an infield upperdeck seat according to http://www.twins.mlb.com):
Hmmm…it does provide a decent view of third base and LF-CF. But I’m gonna go out on a limb and say this view also is unacceptable — of course, the Yankees will probably side with the Twins on this one.
In the Twins defense, I’m not sure if they have an obstructed view decreased price. However, is there any price you would pay for that view? You can’t see the infield!!!
This wasn’t the only odd seating situation I found in the upper deck. Take a ganders at this:
The red arrows are pointing to the same seat. To the left, notice that you risk a concussion getting to this seat. I had to duck not to smash my head (and Tim’s) on that huge pipe above the seats. To the right, notice that the lucky Twins fan who sits in this seat has to look around the duct work to watch the game. In fact, if he or she decides to relax a bit and actually sit back in his or her seats, his or her head will be behind the duct. Doh!
On with the tour, LF foul territory:
Left field, monster bomb territory:
Here is the main scoreboard and big screen — with a little more protection and a warning, but still easily accessible to the crowd:
Here is the view from deep Left CF:
On TV, I’ve always thought the big retired number pictures were on a white wall at the top of the Metrodome. They are not. Instead, huge portraits of Kirby Puckett (34), Harman Killebrew (3), Rod Carew (29), Kent Hrbek (14), Tony Oliva (6), and Jackie Robinson (42) hang from big sheets of white canvas that are also hanging from the Metrodome roof.
Oddly, these things stop about 4-5 feet above the seats so you can see and/or walk up behind the curtains, which is a little spooky:
As we walked along the bottom of the curtain, Tim would punch the sand bags shown in the bottom right picture.
Here is a view from RF:
A very similar picture from a little further foul:
Finally, we headed back to the home plate area and got one more panaramic from the first row of the upper deck:
I should note that, if you buy tickets in the home run porch (LF), the Twins don’t let you into the field seats in the infield area.
So, our touring was complete, and it was time to head to our seats in section 100, row 9 of the home run porch:
Top left, Tim and grandpa hanging out watching the first inning. Top right, Tim has fun making faces. Bottom left, Choo stood about 30 feet from us in LF. Bottom right, some dudes wearing man-eating fish helmets.
Here was our view from our seats (featuring our Metrdome ball):
In the second inning, Tim and I went to get ice cream helmets. Oddly, he decided he wanted a cone. But then, due to no nap all day, he fell asleep before we reached our seats again…
…so I handed off the cone to my dad.
Here is the game from the ice cream helmet point of view:
After my dad finished Tim’s cone, Tim did some sleeping on Grandpa’s shoulder:
Then he came back to my shoulder until he woke up…
In the picture to the right, Tim asks me in a still grogy voice, “Where’s my ice cream cone?” So, we headed back to section 131 (or so) to get more ice cream.
Along the way, I took a picture of a *luxury* suite:
The suites open to the main concourse, which is certainly odd, and they seemed like they were only about 8′ x 8′ — not too impressive.
Before getting the ice cream, we stepped into one of the entry ways to the infield seats and took some action photos:
The worst part about the Metrodome is that it was really hard to get action photos to come out clear. Most of my shots were extremely blury. However, in the top right, here are a few decent photos.
In the top left, that stolen base was negated by a foul tip. At top right, Choo takes a cut at a pitch. Bottom left, my dad’s new favorite Twin, Carlos Gomez, fires a ball back to the infield. Bottom right, Grady Sizemore does the same as Gomez.
This time around, Tim decided on the ice cream helmet…
Hey, have you heard its hard to see fly balls in the Metrodome roof? It is. Here is why:
It appears to be a two-layer roof. The natural light filters through the roof. When it is sunny outside, the roof it brighter white. Once it started getting darker outside, the roof was noticably darker.
Here is my favorite action shot of the day…
I’m not sure who the hitter is, but this swing resulted in a single to LF.
We were all rooting for the Twins. However, it wasn’t their night. They ultimately lost the contest to the Indians.
Here is our official baseball road trip group shot:
After the game, it was on to Hixton, Wisconsin for another night at a KOA. It was a lot of driving to get this Metrodome game in, but it was well worth it. We were three completely satisfied customers (well, aside from the invocation of the alleged “League Policy” against giving customers caps for their bottled drinks).
Next up, the Astros and Brewers in Milwaukee’s Miller Park.
Season Fan Stats:
23 Games (plus one 5+ hour rain out with no game)
9 Stadiums (Safeco Field, Camden Yards, Citizens Bank Park, Citi Field, Nationals Park, Yankee Stadium, Fenway Park, Wrigley Field and HHH Metrodome)
20 Teams (Mariners, A’s, Rangers, Rays, Orioles, Tigers, Twins, Indians, Red Sox, Yankees, Phillies, Mets, Nationals, Cubs, Braves, Padres, Dodgers, Cardinals Marlins, and Pirates– and sort of the Giants)
19 Ice Cream Helmets (Mariners (4), Phillies (5), Mets, Nationals (3), Red Sox (3), Yankees, Twins and Cubs)
20 Baseballs (12 Mariners, 2 Rangers, 1 Phillies, 1 Red Sox, 1 Umpire, 1 Nationals, 1 Pirates, 1 Twins)
4 Divisions Closed Out (So far in Tim’s Life — AL West, AL East, NL West, NL East)
4 Autographs (King Felix Hernandez, Jason Phillips, Ronny Cedeno, Ryan Perry)
2 Player/G.M. Photographs (King Felix Hernandez, Jack Zduriencik, Ryan Perry)
5 Mascot Pictures (Mariners Moose (2), Orioles Bird (2), 3 Presidents (Nats), Screech (Nats) — Honorable Mention: The Green Monster statue bench)