He took me out to the ball game…

Oakland A’s vs Detroit Tigers. Actually, we were given a pair of tickets for tonight and George and I seemed to be the only people around to use them. So we hopped on the BART at North Berkeley and got off directly at the Stadium.

The A’s are not doing well this year as they so aptly demonstrated tonight.

the final score

the final score

In spite of that – I took some pretty good pictures and had a great time.

and then there were the batters. With shots from both teams, some hitting the ball, and some not

and then there is

an umpire brushing off the plate

an umpire brushing off the plate


and
some kind of entertainment involving oversized bobble heads running 1/2 way around the field.

some kind of entertainment involving oversized bobble heads running 1/2 way around the field.

It was obvious that some who were attending were mainly interested in junk food and talking continuously. Which made for very interesting people watching. As George reminded me; not only are these the least expensive games anywhere in Major League Baseball, but no one expects you to dress up.

It was all good.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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6 Responses to He took me out to the ball game…

  1. Christiane says:

    I should send the pix to our grandson. He loves and plays baseball

    Santorini from the ship. We are not going ashore.
    3 ships here, Rhapsody, Jewel and an old RCI ship, I guess Captain said something like Song of America !?

    We enjoy the ship, almost alone …

  2. Pat says:

    What fun! I haven’t gotten to see a ballgame in years.

  3. Vicki says:

    Looks like you and George had a great time. The Cleveland Indians used to have their spring training just 3 miles from where I live, and I loved going to the games, but alas they moved to Arizona, darn them!

  4. Brad says:

    I love going to ball games. Baseball. It was one of the few things my father and I could do together.
    I really don’t care who wins, or even which teams are playing. The pictures were well done. I felt like I was there.

    • Holly says:

      for me it was listening to the Minnesota Twins at night when I was supposed to be asleep in the 1950s. It was quite and sparked my imagination, sneaking the small radio in my room after lights out

  5. George aka the DH says:

    For baseball trivia buffs, the racing bobble heads are, respectively, Rollie Fingers (owner of one of baseball’s iconic mustaches), Dennis Eckersley ( owner of a wicked sinking fastball), and Oakland’s own Rickie Henderson, perhaps the most complete ball player of his generation.

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