I was looking forward to the Rockies opener, having been to Coors field about 30 years ago when it was much smaller, and emptier. Also, their recent manager, Clint Hurdle, who brought them to the World Series, was a personal friend, I knew when he was in the Mets organization. He is now making the Pirates look better. For me some great personal memories.
But back to baseball and a horrible Giants game. 11K’s, and despite a really weak De Le Rosa, our guys couldn’t come thru, when needed. Vogey gives up 3 homers, 6 hits, 59 pitches all in 11/3 innings. It was not his night for sure, but where were the other guys to pick him up? A night for all of us to forget, and to look forward to a reversal tonight. But the food and park are interesting; here’s Le Anne, who is almost perfect in her scoring, and more perfect in making friends in every new city we visit.
We spent the day with our Brannam neighbor Jim Scalon and his friend Henry Kroll in Boulder watching a film about Jewish comedians in the Catskills. It brought back memories of the “toommler” for Bert. A toomler was a social director at a resort or club. We then agreed to meet at Zi’s by the ballpark. Bert and I arrived first and they were running a $2 special on margaritas. We had chips with a good bowl of salsa. We then decided on guacamole and managed to finish off a bowl while waiting on our friends. The waiter Patrick shared baseball stories, and he hopes to visit all the parks. I am learning this is a universal dream of most true fans. Patrick needs a blond woman with a love of baseball to share this journey, so if you fit the bill, stop in at Zi’s and introduce yourself.
We then decided we would head into the park. Bert made a pit stop and 2 Giants fans came by to swap stories. I looked out toward the field and I couldn’t tell if it was raining or they were watering the field. I went over to catch a better view and met Tom, and usher. He is an encyclopedia of baseball knowledge, and has been ushering at Coors field for 20 years. He shared baseball trivia including facts about the Mariners and Pilots. It is admirable that he would know about a team existed barely over a year.
We were not very hungry after the chips and guacamole, but couldn’t resist the strawberries, and brownie bites on a stick. We watched them making them for about 5 minutes before deciding to try one. Bert saw the dipped cheesecake on a stick and couldn’t resist, so he bought one of those too. We learned they will have these next season at AT&T parkwhich is not good news for my figure. This meant we were too full to try a ballpark meal.
Well as we sat in our seats munching our sweets, the mosquitos decided they would munch too. I am always the first to attract them. They were a buzz and so were the Rockies bats. The Giants were MIA.
It is a beautiful ballpark and I hope to get some good pictures today. We each we given a purple Rockies shirt in hopes we would convert. The trees In the outfield make this a truly Colorado field, and the fans make you feel welcome in their backyard. The singing beer man who seemed to go from Tarzan to opera was entertaining, but beer and brownies don’t mix so I didn’t try one.
There isn’t much to say about the game except Pablo’s average continues to plummet, Pagan was almost thrown out for arguing a call, and the Belt advanced first on a wild pitch then on a passed ball.
There’s alway tomorrow for dreams to come true, so I will put that nightmare game of last night to bed, and hope that today will bring better.
Bert and Le Anne