Saturday, May 18, 2013

Take me out to the ballpark...

Thursday afternoon was sunny and warm, the best weather I ever remember for Opening Day of the St. Paul Saints. I was able to wear my original "Opening Day" t-shirt from 1993 without having to cover it with a winter parka, rain jacket, or even a sweatshirt.

The kids and grandkids joined us for tailgating and the first few innings, and they were thrilled to be back at the ballpark. The grands were playing catch with their dad when a Pioneer Press photographer came by, and this photo of ViMae and Augie scrambling for the ball is running in the paper's online album.

Augie was about two months old when he first came to the park, and ViMae was only a few days old when she made her debut. My first blog post, in August 2009, was about how much fun it is having them at the ballpark.

The photo above shows 2-year-old Augie in the old-fashioned catcher's mask Grandpa made for him. Meanwhile his year-old sister was beginning to enjoy flirting with the big pink pig mascot and sometimes with fans around us.

Over the years they have run the bases after Sunday games, watched batting practice, danced to the band, and carried balls out to the umpire. The chief umpire even invited Augie to help rub up the balls before a game. (You did know that they rub special mud on new baseballs, didn't you?) They love the playground, and sometimes they even like watching the game (especially Augie, who is trying to learn to keep score).

For the first 10 or 12 years, Peter and I were Saints fans who attended every home game, followed away games on the radio, and cared about wins and losses. We amused ourselves (and sometimes entertained others) with clever heckling of opposing players and coaches, or, rarely, an umpire.

Now when the kids go home we settle in next to one another and quietly enjoy the rhythm of the game. Baseball is mostly a mellow experience; some people dislike it for that very reason. But on a beautiful summer evening in Minnesota it's wonderful to sit outdoors and watch a game while keeping an eye on the sky for a soaring hawk and appreciating the changing colors of the late-setting sun. In fact, we're on our way right now. Batter up!




9 comments:

DJan said...

It sounds simply wonderful. I am blissed out, too! :-)

Far Side of Fifty said...

What fun! I just love ViMaes shoes..:)

Stephen Hayes said...

Love the pictures of your grand kids. Someday, I hope....

Jeanie said...

Great pictures of the kids. What a fun thing for them to get to do with you. With 4 of my grandkids playing some kind of baseball from March through the summer those are the games I go to most these days. I'll will get to a couple of Rockies games this summer.

Ms Sparrow said...

What sweet memories you have and even better, you are passing them on to the grandkids. (Did I hear that they are planning on moving the Saints Field?)

Indigo Roth said...

Hi Nancy! That's a cracking picture of Augie and ViMae! I've never been to a baseball game, but it's on the list. Indigo x

Jeanie said...

Oh, how fun -- we have the Lansing Lugnuts here. Really fun to go to the game -- a different vibe from the majora!

Leah Rubin said...

Oh, how I love baseball, and especially our St. Louis Cardinals. On my last trip to Sacramento, I had the thrill of seeing my 6-year old grandson playing! He can really hit, and he's a great little fielder! I love the photo-- good to see ViMae wearing her ruby slippers to the game!

AiringMyDirtyLaundry said...

How fun! I love ball park food.

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