Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Take Me Out to the Ball Game

 

Opening Day of baseball season is upon us! That means, the boys of Summer are back! And, there’s nothing like watching a game right at the stadium. For me, that holds true whether it’s basketball, football, hockey, or baseball — there’s an energy when you’re right there where the action is happening that you just can’t get through a TV screen, regardless of how big it may be.

Living in Philly, I’m spoiled by having the four major sports team all in one spot. The stadium complex houses Citizens Bank Park for the Phillies, Lincoln Financial Field for the Eagles, and the Wells Fargo Center for both the Sixers and Flyers.

For today’s post, we’ll stick with baseball. Citizens Bank Park is a fabulous place to watch a ball game. The field is beautiful, manicured blades of grass, perfect baselines, the rich reddish brown of the warning track, and the giant Liberty Bell in the outfield that lights up when the Phillies score a home run. And, nothing says ballpark like the smell of popcorn and hot dogs. Not that I eat those things. πŸ™‚ My only complaint is there needs to beΒ more vegan/vegetarian options on the menu…and decent coffee… But I digress.

There’s also tons of Phillies history tucked into and around the stadium, so fans of the sport have a lot to see.

I’m the first to admit that I like a lot of action in my sports, like what you get in a hockey game, but baseball is a lot more than just some guy hitting a ball and running around the bases. There’s a lot of strategy involved, from which pitches to throw, to which player to try to tag out, and where players bat in the lineup.

A few of my favorite things are: watching the players huddle at the pitcher’s mound with heads bent close together (I always wonder if they’re chatting about things other than baseball, like which pub to hit after the game), the pitcher’s ritual as he gets ready to throw some heat, trying to determine if a player is getting ready to steal a base, the way your body tenses up as a player makes a diving catch, and finally, the most fun is watching the antics of the mascot as he messes with the opposing team. The Phillie Phanatic, aka the best mascot in major league baseball, is a genius at doing this.

Whether a cool wind is whipping across the outfield in spring and fall, or the sun is baking the seats in the dog days of summer, a day at the ballpark is always a hit. (See what I did there? πŸ™‚ Β ha ha!)

Play ball!

Comments

  1. I haven’t seen a baseball game live in ages. Swedes don’t really get baseball–though they do like wearing baseball caps. πŸ™‚

    • Susan Scott Shelley says:

      That’s interesting about the baseball caps! πŸ™‚
      I usually go to one game a year, but this season, we’re heading to two in April. The one I’m looking forward to is the the Phanatic’s birthday game at the end of the month. That one looked like too much fun to miss! πŸ™‚

  2. I have tried to like baseball, but it’s never grabbed me. Maybe I need to tag along to a game with you one of these days. πŸ™‚ Now if only the Philadelphia Union had built their stadium in the area, we’d have all five majors in one spot!

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