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On Saturday, it was husband's birthday and we went with our friend and his 10 year old daughter to see the Nationals play Atlanta at the new National's ball park.  Husband hadn't seen the new park yet and was really looking forward to it. 

If you haven't seen this ball park and if you like that sort of thing, you may enjoy these pictures.

Rain delay.  The game did eventually go on. 

 

A view from within.

I took this one because I thought it was very cool that they had flowering trees with pansies planted around them inside the ball park.  And I'll bet they thought no one would notice. 

 

Man wearing furry costume.

 

This is a picture of the big screen with the guy who sung the Star Spangled Banner on it.  They showed different images of the DC monuments as he sang.  Just below the crowd, you can see a narrow screen where they showed coordinating pictures.  It was a nice effect.  The head you see on the bottom of the screen?  A celebrity who shall be revealed below.

 

Does this man look familiar?  He wrote a smashing column in today's paper. I mean, he really hit one out of the park. The bases were loaded but I seem to have run out of appropriate baseball metaphors.

 

Wind....

 

...ing....

 

...up....

 

...for the pitch.

Picture of the day:  See the blur going into the glove?  I can't tell you how many pictures I took trying to capture the ball.  This was the closest I could get.

 

The stadium and crowd. Most folks seemed to be wearing red, don't you think? Lots of hats....did the sun come out?  I don't quite recall...what does it say on that sign over there?  Borders books? Maybe I'll get over there tomorrow...Looking forward to going to dinner tonight....maybe I'll order the ribeye....have to make sure to remember to call the irrigation people....the new bushes need water....though it did rain today...wonder if it rained in Virginia too?

 

Shame on me.  Allowing my thoughts to wander when people worship so conscientiously at the altar of baseball that they take down every little thing that happens during the entire game.

Why?  Why do they do this? Do they have deep discussions about it later?  Do they look back and remember each play?  Do they check the news reports to make sure they are accurate?

Why?

Oh, what's this?  They are throwing shirts?  Me!  I want one!  Me! 

I don't know why I want one. 

That is the last thought I remember before falling asleep on husband's shoulder. He didn't mind.  He saw I was having trouble staying awake and beckoned me over.  Nice comfy shoulder.  Ahhh.

Comments

[soccerdad]

You may not like baseball much, but you take great baseball pictures.

I didn't recognize George. Did you meet him in person or just admire him from a distance.

It's next to impossible to get the ball; you did as well as you could. (The other place to get the ball is when the pitcher just released it.)

[Gail]

Thanks, David. Glad you liked the pictures. I am not a big fan of the actual game (though I used to enjoy playing it when I was a camp counselor eons ago)but I do enjoy all the surrounding hoopla. Going to games once or twice a year is fun, for all my pretend complaining.

Much too shy to approach Mr. Will. Thus, the side view picture. People pretty much left him alone to watch the game in peace.