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Brandon League is new to Twitter. We all know that. League was asked during Seattle Mariners Fan Fest, which I attended, if he’d get a Twitter account. I wasn’t there when the question was asked but I could imagine League’s response. Maybe a quirky smile and an “I’ll think about it” response was probably not out of the question. Anyway, to make a long story short, the Mariners put on a contest through Twitter asking fans around the United States, and more importantly, Brandon League fans, to help Brandon come up with a Twitter handle. Well, yours truly won that contest. I tweeted a few Twitter handles that Brandon would possibly choose and lo and behold, Brandon picked “@BrandonLeague43!” The Mariners ultimately followed me on Twitter, @MLBwayneMLB, and sent me a DM explaining that I had won the contest! How cool is THAT?!
Soooooo we exchanged information, I waited by my mailbox for three weeks and finally this arrived…
…how freaking cool is that?! Here’s a close up of what Brandon put on the baseball:
And here’s the final tweet telling the world that I won the contest! BAM!
So there you have it, folks! What a great experience and thank you so much, Brandon, for the baseball! And thank you, Mariners, for the card! It’s very heart warming! I’ll see you all at the Safe!
Ever since I found out about these Major League Baseball fantasy camps I’ve always wanted to attend one. Every camp is different and some are more expensive and some are shorter or longer depending on the camp. When I say expensive I truly mean that. Some can be as much as $4,500 dollars. To justify that cost you get to fly to the spring training camp of the team you’ve selected, you get uniforms, breakfast and lunch, you get to meet players, get autographs, pictures and of course you get to play baseball with and against former Major Leaguers. Not only that but you get a complete clubhouse experience. To me that’s a pretty awesome deal. The down side to all of this is most fantasy camps require campers to be 30 years old or older. Which is fine. But that meant I couldn’t attend any camps in my twenties. Which thoroughly bummed me out.
The other day I made a promise to myself. That promise was to attend one of these camps before I get too old to do it. Or end up working a job where I’d have absolutely no time to go to one. The time is now. The question is: which camp should I choose? I wanted to choose a fantasy camp of a Major League team with the most players that were my favorites growing up as a kid. Of course the Seattle Mariners camp popped into my mind. Over the years I have sort of put having a favorite team in the Major Leagues on hold. So I really wouldn’t call myself a die-hard Mariners fan anymore. And since the latest horrible trade by them I have sort of distanced myself even further from the Seattle team. Now I’m more of a die-hard baseball fan. You can read all about that here. Anyway.
The Mariners fantasy camp has a lot of Mariner alumni that I’d love to meet, get pictures with and get some autographs. But so do a lot of other teams. Three, besides the Mariners, that have also popped into my head were the Oakland Athletics, Baltimore Orioles and the Detroit Tigers. When I tweeted this out on my Twitter account…
…the Detroit Tigers were the first to respond. That wasn’t the initial reasons as to why I made my decision though. The decision was made over key players that the Tigers have hosted at their camp in the past. Namely, Cecil Fielder. Fielder was a childhood hero to me. Everyone wanted his baseball card and we all enjoyed watching him play. Especially when he’d smoke a long ball. Everyone loves the long ball. Everyone.
So I made my decision after a few minutes of direct messaging with Detroit Tigers on Twitter. They initially asked “what would sway me” to choose the Tigers camp and really, all I wanted was them to follow me on my Twitter account. Which they did. Although I did ask for any baseball bats lying around the clubhouse or maybe a bobble head from last year, which I was denied, but it wasn’t about all of that anyway. I just asked for general purpose.
So there you have it, folks! Yours truly will be attending the Detroit Tigers fantasy camp next year! I am super stoked about it and I will most definitely bring my camera, take lots of pictures and blog about every day that I’m there at the camp!
Allow me to give you a bit of a back story on Chuck Knoblauch. From my childhood perspective. The year was 1992. And I can remember the summers being hot and dry. The sun was out nearly every day and the afternoons consisted of playing scrimmage games of baseball. Since there weren’t a whole lot of neighbor kids to fill a nine man baseball team we had to compromise. And at the end of the day we usually always went home mad at each other. Only because we had to play two on one games. Which sucked because there was always one kid alone on a team. And he never won.
That wasn’t all that those hot summer days consisted of. Every time my parents went out to dinner and my sister and I tagged along I would always race up to my room and scrounge for loose change in my piggy bank to be able to buy a pack of baseball cards. In one summer I managed to collect over 1,000 cards. And I still have all of them today. The most sought after cards, of course, were Jose Canseco, Ken Griffey Jr, Bo Jackson, Lenny Dykstra and Chuck Knoblauch. Just to name a few. And in the nineties, baseball cards were getting fancier and fancier as the years progressed. Especially when they came out with the Leaf collection and Upper Deck started to really throw some gems in the mix.
Sometimes when I would open a pack of cards I would get one or two Jose Cansecos or two or three Bo Jacksons. I would flip out! It was like hitting gold! Hey, I was a young kid and I looked up to these guys. Baseball players were, and still are, my heroes. These guys gut it out every day, every game, and it’s an amazing sport. I wouldn’t want to trade away those doubles either. I held onto them like they were priceless. I can remember setting up a card table and trying to sell some of the cards I didn’t want anymore to make room for all the superstars I loved to collect. I think I may have tried to sell a John Kruk card in there one day because I thought the Phillies were a dirty, nasty team. All my cards of Kruk and Dykstra, they were always chewing tobacco and their uniforms were always filthy. I never liked the Phillies as a kid. But now I love them. They’re like the modern-day New York Yankees from Phillidelphia.
The one team I absolutely loved growing up though were the Minnesota Twins. Tom Kelly was the skipper of that team and Kent Hrbeck, Greg Gagne, Kirby Puckett, Chuck Knoblauch and Jeff Reardon were all of my favorite Twinkies. The sad thing was I never was able to get a Chuck Knoblauch baseball card. Ever. It didn’t matter how many packs of cards I bought, I never ended up with a Knoblauch. It was the most frustrating time as a youngster that I could remember. All my friends had one. Or two. Or three. And I couldn’t get one.
I remember this new brand of cards came out. I wasn’t sure of where to get them but the neighbor kid had a whole stack. And sure enough, there were two different kinds of Chuck Knoblauch cards in his stack. Every day I tried to persuade him to give me one. But nothing worked. I wasn’t really thinking about trading any of my doubles for a Knoblauch card. The idea was to just collect as many superstars as possible.
One miserable summer day my prayers had been answered though. The neighbor kid that had been holding Chuck Knoblauch cards hostage came to my parents’ door and held out both of them. He was offering both of them to me but at a price. He wanted $3.00 a card. I remember scampering upstairs to my piggy bank and counting out as many quarters as I could. And I also had a lone $1 dollar bill crumpled up as well. I unfolded the dollar bill and stared at it intently. I knew what I had to do. I hated giving that dollar bill to the neighbor kid. But I had to have those Chuck Knoblauch baseball cards. At this point I had no other options. So I handed over the money.
The very next day I bought a pack of baseball cards and look what I got…
As I’ve stated before, Chuck Knoblauch was one of my heroes growing up as a kid. And even 20 years later he’s still a player I’ve always idolized. So what’s the significance of all of this now? Chuck Knoblauch follows me on Twitter! Yes, that’s right! You can go to my Twitter account and check! @MLBwayneMLB is my Twitter handle and you’ll find him on the list of people currently following me. Chuck is an awesome guy and he regularly answers tweets sent to him! So feel free to hit him up on Twitter! And what else is cool about Chuck? He has awesome shirts that you can buy! Check it out:
I have a lot to be thankful for in my life. And I have a lot of appreciation for these baseball players to share their lives with their fans on Twitter, Facebook and whatever else is used. I am thankful for these media tools because just about every baseball fan I know is always interested in what these guys do off the field. Its fun to talk with them. Its fun to get to know them and its fun to get to share ideas, talk about other things with them and connect with them on a personal level. I can’t speak for all baseball players or fans but I’m sure some baseball players have fun with it too.
So Chuck. If you’re reading this, I wanted to personally thank you for what you’ve done on and off the field. You’re a hero in my eyes, a superstar and quite the baseball player. People love you and we all appreciate you doing what you’ve done on Twitter. I especially love the shirt I got and every time I wear it I get stopped a few times a day asking if you really follow me. It’s awesome and I can’t describe how awesome it is that you follow me on Twitter. My only regret? Not having Twitter around when I was 12!
The last Seattle Mariners home game of the season. The last baseball game I’ll probably attend this season. Finally here. It was sort of depressing that the 2011 baseball season went by so fast. It felt like just the other week it was the middle of July and things were just getting started. But here we were. At Safeco Field one last time in 2011.
I seriously thought there would be way more people at the gates for this one. But I was wrong. While I waited for the gates to open I played a friendly game of catch with a kid that nearly shows up every afternoon just to play catch. He doesn’t go to the games at all. It’s rather strange if you ask me. Here I am playing catch with him…
…as you can see the kid has quite an arm…
…and as you can see I’m pretty much a stud. (Ahem) Anyway.
Once the gates opened this is what I saw:
That’s Tom Wilhelmsen way out in the distance. He was way too far out for me to call to him. So I just soaked in the empty stadium. As you can see there wasn’t going to be any batting practice. So snagging at least one baseball to keep my streak alive was going to be incredibly difficult. Especially since either team may or may not even come out to stretch. It was the last game of the season and both teams, the Mariners and the Athletics, were both way out of playoff contention.
Once the rest of the stadium opened up at 5:10pm, I walked around the entire stadium to look for an opportunity to snag at least one baseball. I wandered down to the third base area and noticed this kid…
…do you see what he’s wearing? He’s wearing a Mariners jersey and an Athletics hat. When I walked up on him he was just putting on his Athletics hat and shortly after I took this picture he took off his Mariners jersey. You’re probably saying, “so what?” Well, I’ll tell you so what. Baseball players tend to pay attention to small details like that. It’s actually no big deal to me. I just thought it was extremely bold to change baseball swag in front of the players.
After hanging around this area for about fifteen minutes I was able to snag a Rick Rodriguez overthrow. And sadly that was the only baseball I was able to snag. After I caught the overthrow the Athletics slowly packed up their gear and wandered off the field. Not another baseball player in sight until about ten minutes before the game started.
Here I am watching the game from the Athletics bullpen area:
It was a pretty sad sight to watch the 2011 baseball season go away. I would’ve cried but I decided to hold my tears in until the Mariners won the World Series.
This season has actually been a pretty awesome one. Not only did I get enough pledges and donations to raise over $200.00 bucks for my Snagging Baseball for Puppies charity for the Seattle Humane Society but I was able to meet quite a few awesome people. And on top of all of that? I snagged 135 baseballs in 53 games! Booyah!
This is Krista.
If you have a Twitter account give her a follow. Her Twitter handle is @MarinerMojo55. She’s probably one of the coolest Mariner fans I’ve ever met. This is what she has to say about baseball;
“I’ve been going to Mariners games for as long as I can remember. It started with the Kingdome and I continued to go once Safeco Field opened. Up until the 2009 season I only went to a couple of games a season. But now I go to as many games as possible.
I would have to say this past season (2011) would my favorite even though the M’s didn’t do so well. I met SO many people this year!! It is such great feeling to know you will always have a friend at the game. I’m sure my response will change when the Mariners win the WS in a few years!”
And this is Ryanna. Another awesome Mariners fan. She has a great sense of humor and also has a Twitter account. You can find her here. If you don’t have a Twitter account You are missing out, by the way.
And yes. That’s really her standing inside the Mariners bullpen. And yes that is John Wetteland standing beside her. This is what she has to say about baseball;
“I have only REALLY been a baseball fan for about the past 5 years. When the Sonics left, I decided to get in to baseball. I found a couple of cute Mariners pitchers and after 2 years of going to games “for the cute guys”, I actually started watching the game and really enjoying it. The guys became a bonus, not the main attraction. In 2009 I attended about half the games. I found myself watching games from the beer garden, and there I met miss Carla I decided in 2010 to become a season ticket holder and stood with Carla in #GirlsCorner every game. Same in 2011. #GirlsCorner grew and we have a blast every game!! I am in love with baseball.
In 2010 I went to US Cellular Field and sadly watched the Mariners get swept by the White Sox. This past season I attended the 1 exhibition game at Dodger Stadium and then later in the season went to Angels Stadium. Of those 3, I don’t really know what one would be my favorite. None of them are Safeco and I didn’t have my spot to stand, so it just wasn’t the same. The one stadium I would like to visit and am hoping possibly to get to in 2012 is Fenway!!!”
If you’ve been going to games at Safeco Field and are somewhat oblivious to the #Girlscorner, well I will explain. It’s this group of girls, and sometimes guys, that get together and meet in the beer garden near the Mariners bullpen. They have shirts and everything. It’s actually pretty awesome. So if you’re ever at a Mariners game feel free to go say hi to these lovely ladies.
And last but not least, this is Carla. I met her on opening day of this season but I really didn’t become friends with her until about after the All-start break. I was off doing my thing, you know, ignoring everyone and snagging baseballs, so I really didn’t get to know her until much later in the season. But she is one awesome woman. I kind of view her as the leader of the #GirlsCorner too. She’s very fun to talk with and knowns a ton about a baseball. Go. Say. Hi. Next. Season. Thank you.
During the ninth inning, and since the Mariners were losing, again, I decided to sneak down to the Athletics dugout to see if I could catch some baseball bats, baseballs, batting helmets etc. Here’s my view as I’m getting ready to pounce:
The Athletics were pretty selfish with the swag. When I figured that out I managed to make my way over to an over-crowded Mariners dugout. But they were tossing all kinds of stuff into the crowd. Baseballs, batting gloves, t-shirts, bats…it was insane! Check out the mob!
And in the chaos I managed to score a Dustin Ackley batting glove!
It landed right at my feet. I even surprised myself at how fast I could move to get it! And here’s a picture of my batting glove with the baseball I snagged before the game:
I’d have to say it was a pretty awesome night even though the Mariners lost.
Game; September 268h 2011 Oakland Athletics vs Seattle Mariners
Snagging Baseballs for Puppies has raised; $220.70 this season.
Snagging Baseballs for Relief in Japan has raised; $50.50 this
If you’ve ever been to Safeco Field, or Seattle for that matter, this was what I walked up to on a Sunday morning in August. The high would reach nearly 85 degrees probably around 2pm but when I took this picture it felt like a cool 55. Of course, Safeco Field is near the water front so this kind of weather made sense. It was also kids t-shirt day so getting to the ballpark early enough to beat the crowds was essential.
My Dad was attending this game with me so there will be a whole lot of pictures of me roaming the stadium looking for baseballs. It was kind of fun and the only thing I would change is to attend a game with him when there was batting practice. This being a Sunday game I wasn’t quite sure if they’d have batting practice or not and my chances of getting at least one baseball was on the line again. Before this game I was currently sitting at 89 consecutive baseball games attended and getting at least one baseball. Since I snagged my 100th baseball on the season, my 200th lifetime baseball and I’m also getting close to snagging my 100th baseball AT Safeco Field, it should would be awesome to snag a baseball in 100 consecutive games this season. I’d need to attend at least 10 more games for that to happen. Its pretty do-able. unfortunately, there are about 14 home games here at Safeco Field left…and I’m still trying to go see Sun Life Stadium in Florida this year.
Here’s me trying to act like the Mariner Moose:
When I got into the stadium at 10:40am there was very little going on. A couple of Mariners were playing long toss on the other side of the field and some Chicago Whitesox players were doing the same on their side of the stadium. Other than that…it was dead. Here’s a picture of the action:
Like I said. Totally dead. The batting practice equipment was not set up so batting practice would not happen. But the crowd was relatively light so I could safely assume I’d leave the ballpark with my consecutive game streak still in tact.
Here’s a picture of me looking through the Mariners bullpen courtesy of my Father:
He has this really cool camera so the pictures came out really good. If you want to check out more of his pictures just click here. He’s got some really awesome stuff.
Once the rest of the stadium opened up at ten after eleven I ran up the stairs that I talked about on 8-26-2011 here at Safeco Field, and made my way down into the lower seating bowl. I was greeted by security and was told there wouldn’t be any batting practice. Duh. First of all it was a Sunday. And really, it being a Sunday has very little to do with it. It’s actually the scheduled game time of 1:10pm that has everything to do with it. Especially if a game carries into extra innings or lasts like six hours they normally don’t have batting practice the following day. Only because the players want to sleep in. But like I’ve said before. I’ve been to Sunday, or rather, 1:10pm games before and batting practice was in full swing.
When I got down to the lower seating bowl Will Ohman of the Chicago Whitesox was out onto the field warming up. I had to say hi.
And then I tried to get the baseball from him:
With that stance, it was so ridiculous that I got Will Ohman to laugh. Not that he doesn’t ever laugh but it was just so silly of me. He ended up giving the baseball to two younger Mariner fans after he got them to ask for the baseball using the word “please”. I thought that was the right thing to do anyway.
After Will walked off the field that was it for a while. I walked to the opposite side of the stadium and waited on Chone Figgins to walk towards the dugout but then I saw that more Mariners were making their way out onto the field. If this was the time to get a baseball then this would be the time. Every Mariner pitcher was out on the grass tossing baseballs around. I could take my chances on an errant throw or I could just go for the old fashion toss-up. I weighted my options and tried for a toss-up from Jamey Wright and Brandon League.
As you can see Safeco Field was still quite a sight with that fog rolling in from the water front. It really made for good pictures. Like this one:
After Brandon League and Jamey Wright finished playing catch, Brandon League tossed the baseball into the right field bleachers. I was still looking for a toss-up from a Mariner pitcher but then I figured while I was looking for a toss-up I might as well play for an errant throw too. I tried to squeeze in on the first base wall but there were so many people waiting for autographs. I had to hang back for a while. But I had some time to kill.
I’m standing by the little kid in the Mariners jersey. I’m wearing the green shirt. I knew that since Tom Wilhelmsen and Dan Cortes were on the field things were going to happen for me. They’re two of the nicest guys I’ve ever met. But when Chance Ruffin finished up throwing and came over to sign autographs right in front of me I knew I had to make the ultimate decision; leave this spot or stay here and hope for an overthrow or a toss-up. The problem with staying put? I’d be fighting a HUGE crowd. So I carried on a short conversation with Chance, got his autograph and bailed.
The moment I started walking away, Tom Wilhelmsen finished up his game of catch. He came over to the end spot near the Mariners dugout and started signing autographs. He also had a baseball in his glove. He handed his glove off to the security guard so he could free up his hands to sign autographs and I patiently waited. I also took this photo:
I’m not sure if he just climbed over the railing and took up a spot on the dugout to sign or it was some kind of special signing day. Either way it was pretty awesome. I didn’t hear anything from the Mariners about Jamey Wright signing autographs but Jamey is a pretty awesome guy. I’m pretty sure he just jumped up there and started signing. Meanwhile, Tom finished up signing autographs, grabbed his glove,(and baseball) from the security guard and started walking towards the dugout. I had to call his name twice and when he looked at me I flapped my glove at him. He lobbed the baseball to me and I had to knock it down with my non-glove hand into my mitt to make that catch. He apologized but I reassured him that I’d of made the catch anyway and it was no problem. With that snag that is my 90th consecutive game with at least one baseball.
This was my view during the game:
While I was sitting there I narrowly missed a home run ball from Dayan Viciedo. It landed in the front row and the guy sitting there didn’t even have to move. He just stuck his glove out and made the catch. Had I been really paying attention? The second row behind him was clear, and all I had to do was manuever down there and stand behind him at the last-minute to make the catch. It ate me up at first but there was no sense in staying mad about it.
Here are a few pictures my Dad got while sitting behind me.
Yes, Guti was safe. In case you were wondering.
Yes, Guti caught the baseball. In case you were wondering that as well.
No, Trayvon Robinson did not catch this baseball. But it still made for an amazing picture.
And of course no blog entry would be complete without a picture of Mariners bullpen catcher, Jason Phillips, chillin` on the outfield wall.
Here’s a screenshot of myself and my Dad during the Dayan Viciedo home run:
The dude that caught the home run baseball is the fourth guy from the left. It actually was a pretty impressive snag for not having to move at all.
Game; August 28th 2011 Chicago WhiteSox vs Seattle Mariners
Snagging Baseballs for Puppies has raised; $166.30 this season.
Snagging Baseballs for Relief in Japan has raised; $41.20 this
My last day at Angels Stadium of Anaheim. After almost catching two home runs yesterday in the left field seats I thought I’d try my luck in the right field seats tonight. Jim Thome wasn’t in the lineup last night so I was really hoping he’d be playing tonight.
I have two major complaints about Angels Stadium of Anaheim. My number one complaint is not being allowed behind the dugouts during batting practice unless I had a ticket for that section. That is the worst rule I’ve ever heard of. Some other stadiums like Great American Ballpark impose the same kinds of rules but its only for the first three rows. So it’s not as bad. I think US Cellular does the same thing. My second complaint is where they place the security tables. And they literally block the way into the stadium, and check bags at the last-minute. Its horrible. It cost me a ton of time and I was seriously frustrated with the whole thing. In the picture below check out where the tables are as opposed to where the entrance to the stadium is:
Pretty ridiculous, right? Yeah. Anyway. After the stadium allowed us entrance, and they moved the garbage cans so fans could enter the stadium, and I got my ticket scanned I immediately made a bee line for the outfield. I wasn’t going to fool around with this foul ball catching nonsense. I was after a home run ball today.
As soon as I got out there I didn’t have to wait long. Peter Bourjos and Mark Trumbo were taking some cuts and dropping some serious bombs in the outfield. Like yesterday most were landing in the bullpen and into the centerfield area. It would take a lucky bounce for one to reach me. Mark Trumbo stepped into the cage and sliced a liner into foul territory and I knew the next few were going to come my way. I had the entire front row in front of the bullpen to myself. I waited patiently and then as soon as he launched one my way I ran to my right. I lined up with the ball and I assumed it was going to take a bounce into the bullpen. All the baseball had to do as this point was bounce up to me. And sure enough…
I was so happy and so relieved at the same time that I caught that gem. Again all I wanted was one baseball per game here at Angels Stadium of Anaheim. I didn’t want to get greedy. But I was closing in on 200 lifetime baseballs. I just needed six more. More importantly I wanted to snag that milestone at Safeco Field. Which reminds me; I still need to get my 100th baseball signed by Jason Phillips. He threw it to me in the 8th inning at the Oakland Coliseum on 4-2-2011. That would be awesome if I could get him to throw me my 200th. I’d actually like my 200th to come from Felix Hernandez and my next game will be on August 17th. So maybe it will happen. I’ve also planned a trip to Sun Life stadium on the 23rd-25th. If everything goes my way that is.
After catching the Mark Trumbo home run ball I switched into my Twins gear and raced over to the first base side when the Twins started to emerge from the dugout to stretch and whatnot. I wanted to see if I could at least get some quality pictures of Jim Thome or maybe an autograph. When he came out I was able to get some decent pictures but like yesterday he totally ignored everyone on his way back to the dugout or the batting cage. Wherever he was headed.
For the last two days Jim Thome would come out, not look at the crowd as he walked by, stretched out in right field for a few minutes, and would run back towards the dugout. I think he seriously likes the attention. People pleaded with him for his autograph. They begged. Some ran with him in the stands as he ran along the warning track. The energy was amazing. Even Angels fans cheered for him. And I called out to him for the second time in as many days that I would be the guy that would catch his 600th career home run. I knew it wouldn’t happen though. And I’m pretty sure he didn’t hear me. Or maybe he did.
I waited around for some overthrows and came close to catching one when Glen Perkins nearly missed a throw from his throwing partner. Later he gave it to a fan that had asked moments before he got done playing catch. It was pretty slow on this side so I took some more pictures and headed back out to the outfield.
That’s how crowded the front row was.
The security guards at Angels Stadium of Anaheim did a good job of keeping baseball fans out of certain sections of the stadium. And for your information both my tickets cost nearly $40 bucks a piece. Paying that much to get into a stadium I feel I have an obligation to wander wherever I want to in a safe and professional manner. I wasn’t up to no-good or trying to harass other fans..I just wanted to see my favorite baseball players, catch some baseballs and maybe get an autograph or two. But I felt like a lower class citizen at this stadium because I didn’t spend a trillion dollars on a ticket behind the dugouts. I felt like asking for supervisor names and climbing the chain until I got some answers but what would that accomplish? Probably nothing. Maybe a whole lot. I never bothered to pursue it.
That’s the view of the area behind home plate. And see the security guard staring at me while I took the picture? Yeah, he asked for my ticket. I told him I already had it put away and I wasn’t going to show him. He told me I couldn’t have access to the area behind home plate-which I rudely cut him off and told him I wasn’t going down there anyway. I wonder sometimes where these security guards get their people skills.
When I got out to the outfield I decided to continue taking pictures.
When I went back to the bullpen to check out if I could snag any baseballs using the glove trick I saw this…
Do you think I got any of those baseballs? I sure didn’t. I waited around as long as I could but no one showed up to gather the baseballs up. I would’ve waited longer but I wasn’t sure if the Angels would use this bullpen or the Twins. I didn’t pay that close attention to who used which one yesterday. And since I still had my Twins hat on I didn’t want to ask an Angel baseball player for a baseball or vice versa. I pretty much gave up on them and walked out to right field to find my seat.
The game was awesome. Jim Thome was in the lineup and he did hit a home run to centerfield. One of the security guards got the baseball and promptly handed it off to a kid. So I had no shot at getting it. I thought about trying to trade for it with my Mark Trumbo home run baseball but I lost sight of the kid that had the baseball when I left the right field seats.
The Angels got a little payback despite the Thome home run. They won 7-1 with a Mark Trumbo bomb. It was a moonshot.
Goodbye Angels Stadium of Anaheim.
Game; August 4th 2011 Minnesota Twins vs. Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim
Snagging Baseballs for Puppies has raised; $157.90 this season.
Snagging Baseballs for Relief in Japan has raised; $38.80 this