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Saturday, August 30, 2014

Akron


On Backing It In

Canal Park, 2014
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Erie Seawolves (Detroit Tigers) vs.
Akron RubberDucks (Cleveland Indians)
Canal Park
Eastern League (AA)
Akron, OH
7:05 PM


Outside the Game: 
After getting up and enjoying some breakfast buffet, I thought better of the whole awake thing and went back to bed for a while. That seemed to be working a lot better with me.

Eventually, I had to get going, if only for fear of getting kicked out my apartment--uh, hotel room. I dumped everything back into my injured car and made the short ride to Akron, down the road a piece.

I got to the stadium, and after a little driving around, I found out that the parking meters were off for the weekend, so I parked on a street outside of right field. I picked up my tickets, discovering that the game was sold out in the process, and then walked around to take my outside pictures and stop at the team store. The game only opened up an hour before first pitch, and I'd need every second to explore the park, so I figured I'd at least get my shopping done ahead of time.

In walking around, I found a nice little park in the back dedicated to the Erie Canal. There was even a museum about it, but it was closed on the weekends. I also found out that there would be a concert in another park down the street from the ballpark, so it would probably behoove me to get back here for the game on the early side.

After doing what I do, I sent myself in the direction on the Akron Zoo, which was but a short drive away. On this fine, holiday day, the parking lot was quite full. I found a space, bought my ticket, and went off into the zoological afternoon. I immediately bought a drink to stave off the insane heat of the afternoon I had ignored to this point. The zoo had just undergone a lot of renovations, so there were a bunch of new exhibits. There was an amphibian/rain forest building that also held one of the major concession areas. I ducked in to get some lunch before seeing the exhibits. There was a working Frogger machine in the building, but sadly, it would properly accept quarters, so you couldn't play it. Which was a disappointment.

Zoo
Debonair

I spent some time walking around the zoo. As I was getting to the end of my circuit, they were about to do a training exercise at the bear exhibit that I stayed to watch. And observing these giant monsters do tricks that facilitated their zoological care, all I could think about is how lucky it is we have guns, because in a regular confrontation, those bears would just make short work of us. To underscore the point, there was a scale near the exhibit that let you know how much your weight was of a bear's daily food intake before hibernation. The subtext was quite clear.

Eventually done, I headed off to my hotel, which turned out to just be a short drive from the zoo. I checked in, dumped my stuff in the room, and tired from an afternoon in the sun, I took a shower and a nap. In short order, it was time to head back to the park.

Another quick drive later, I was back at the park, but all the free spaces were long since gone. A parking lot just across from the park wasn't yet filled, and just $5, so I pulled in there. The lot was an empty lot, and a building was clearly there before, because I ended up driving over a building bracket of some sort while parking, wondering if I had punctured my tire in the process. Not being able to do anything about it at the moment, I went to join the ever-growing line to get in.

Not caring for the fireworks, I found my tires still inflated, so I headed back to the hotel at a reasonable hour. Having to head out a bit on the early side the next day, I packed up as much as possible, showered up, and made an early night of it.


The Stadium & Fans: 
Home to center, Canal Park
Home plate to center field, Canal Park

Canal Park was pretty refreshing in being a relatively new park that was an anchor to a downtown revitalization effort that wasn't immediately sold off to corporate naming, unless there is a "Canal Corporation" that I'm not aware of, in which case, ignore everything I've said up to this point.

With its fake brick fronting, the park is right on the canal in the middle of downtown. You can circumnavigate the outside by going along the canal park, skirting the other parks and performance spaces in the area, and wandering down the downtown sidewalks. The "Diamond Boardwalk" outside of home plate connects with the canal. On the outside of the park are several facilities, including the several ticket booths, the team store, the Greater Akron Baseball Hall of Fame, and "The Game" restaurant, with its lighted sign by its right-field location proclaiming what meal it is serving and if there is a game today. Entrances to the park are at home plate, third base, left field and right field.

The grandiloquently named "Greater Akron Baseball Hall of Fame" is unaffiliated with the Ducks, but the space offers free admission to the galleries, which features great local players, the Hall of Fame itself, and stories of the various teams that have played in Akron. The place has seen better days, unfortunately, as--for example--the "F" in "Of" in "Hall of Fame" was dangling precariously when I visited. The guy who runs the place was a hoot and half, though.

Hall of Fame
Hall O...f

All the entrances dump out onto a wide promenade that runs from right-center field to left field around home plate. Center field is inaccessible, so you can't circumnavigate, but the walkway is very broad, so getting around is not a problem at all. The single section of seating all extend down from the promenade by regularly spaced stairwells, with regular seating running out to right field and to third base on that side of the park, with a table service "Fowl Territory" section running from third base to the left field corner. A second level runs from about dugout to dugout, housing the luxury boxes and the press box above home plate. All the concessions are found along the promenade, either built into the back of the grandstand or as free-standing carts in other parts of the park. Patrons of The Game restaurant can look out from right field, or eat on outdoor seating in the right field plaza to watch the game.

A single-tier outfield wall covered in ads winds through the outfield behind the impressively black batters' eye in center, the main digital video board in right-center, the auxiliary strip board in left-center, and the Akron skyline in the backdrop. A bit of local color is added by the fact that the center field wall by the batters’ eye indents into the field dramatically, leaving a pointed wedge in the wall, whether from necessity or being "quirky." Left field on top of the Fowl Territory ends in a large party area, while right field terminates in a kids' Fun Zone and a Tiki Terrace bar. The park also has a ton of memorials and dedications. There's a POW/MIA seat, a plaque dedicated to fans who met and married at the park, and championship banners along the right field wall.

Mascots
Mascot lineup

Webster the Duck and Orbit the Cat are the local mascots. Webster can even remove his mascot hat and hand it out to fans, as he often does during the course of the game. Most of the between-inning entertainment was minor-league standards, although there were a couple of unique twists such as slip-n-slide bowling, and less common things such as a seventh-inning grounds crew dance. As this was a potentially playoff clinching event, the game was eventually sold out, and it was rocking, even when it didn't look like it was going to work out for the home team.


At the Game with Oogie: 
Scoring
Night scoring

I bought my tickets before setting out from Niles, and it seems like a good idea that I did. By the time I showed up mid-afternoon to buy my ticket, the potentially clinching game was sold out to standing room only. With my magical single ticket, I had managed to get in the season ticket section behind the home dugout anyway.

After casing the place for food, I decided on a cheesesteak from local favorite Eddie's, and man, was that the right decision. The $9 cheesesteak was simply one of the best I've ever had, and exactly the right size to fill me up without feeling like you've eaten too much.

Grub
Eddie's cheesesteak

As mentioned, the game was a sell-out, but as I was in the season ticket areas, I had the least populous area of the park due to no-shows. That said, there were still three or so families sitting around me. There were a couple storylines in the stands that night. The family in front of me had a young girl that just wanted to get a ball. She tried all game, and around the seventh inning, she finally got the player who caught the last out of the inning to give her a ball, and she was deliriously happy for the rest of the game.

On less happy news, there were a group of pre-teen boys who were sitting in the section to our left who had friends in the section to our right. Since there were a lot of open seats in our section, they kept running back and forth across our section instead of going up the stairs and back down the other stairs. This eventually annoyed the families in the way enough that they yelled at them on their next attempt, and, in the way that only kids who have been yelled out by adults can act, not only walked up and down the stairs, but avoided eye contact with our section for the rest of the night.

The family behind me had the star of the night. This family had a young son who never ceased in his Little League-level-of-enthusiasm chant of "Let's go Ducks!" And frankly, he seemed to be the only one to never lose spirit for the entirety of the game, featuring all of those improbably near comebacks by Akron throughout the night. He eventually made friends with some of the other boys and girls in his section, and he had them all chanting along for the rest of the night, up until the last rally in the bottom of the ninth.


The Game: 
First pitch, SeaWolves vs. RubberDucks
First pitch, SeaWolves vs. RubberDucks

This was a potentially playoff-clinching game for the RubberDucks, with their magic number staying at one due to a loss the previous night. I'd never been to a clinching game before, so this was potentially a first for me.

It started off well for the Ducks, as a leadoff single in the first by the SeaWolves was picked off, and the rest of the side struck out. Akron got on the board quickly, with a one-out single in the bottom of the inning, who then stole second and moved to third and a deep fly to center, scoring when the center fielder threw the ball into the backstop, allowing the unearned run. Two quick outs ending the inning at 1-0, RubberDucks.

The lead lasted until the top of the second, as the first Erie batter was plunked and then came home on a homer to right. A one-out double was erased on an inning-ending double-play, but not before the SeaWolves were up 2-1. Akron only managed a two-out walk in the bottom of the second, and both sides went in order in the third.

Not so the fourth. Erie strung together four straight hits (three singles and then a double) to start the inning and bring in two runs. A walk followed, and a single brought in two more runs. The runner at second was gunned down trying to steal third, and two more outs ended the half at 6-1, Erie. Akron managed only a two-out single in the bottom of the fourth, and both sides went in order again in the fifth.

The SeaWolves stranded a one-out double in the top of the sixth, but Akron tried to get back in the game. They started the bottom of the inning with a single that went to second on a passed ball. The next batter tripled him in, and a single brought him in in turn. A double made it second and third with no outs, and grounder to second brought a runner in and over on the put-out to first. A double brought in another run and chased the Erie starter, but his replacement got two quick outs to end the scoring with a slim 6-5 Erie lead.

In keeping with the pace of this game, the SeaWolves opened up their lead in the seventh. A leadoff single was followed by a walk and a double-steal to make it second and third with no outs. A new Akron pitcher allowed a double to bring them both in, before getting out of the inning at 8-5, Erie. The RubberDucks went back to work in the bottom of the inning, starting off with a single, a hit batsman, and a single to center. The single brought in a run, and a misplay by the center fielder brought in the runner from first and put the batter at second with no outs. A single made it first and third with no outs, and the runner at first was pulled for a pinch runner. A groundout to short finally got an out, and a new pitcher was brought in, efficiently stopping the bleeding with a strikeout and fly out to left, preserving the Erie lead at 8-7.

And Erie opened up the lead again in the top of the eighth. A leadoff walk was erased on a caught stealing, but another walk followed, and he stole second. A new Ducks pitcher gave up a single to short that was subsequently bobbled by the shortstop, allowing a run to score. Another deep single on a hit-and-run brought in the speedy runner all the way from first, but two outs ended the half at 10-7, SeaWolves.

The RubberDucks went in order in the eighth, and Erie had two-out, back-to-back singles in the top of the ninth, and nothing else. Akron made one last try in the bottom of the ninth. Back-to-back doubles started them off, followed by a short single and a stolen base to put the tying runs in scoring position with no outs. But the Erie pitcher hunkered down and got three straight outs to end the last rally short with a 10-8 SeaWolves win.

That said, the team chasing the RubberDucks lost, so Akron did clinch their playoff berth, and the team half-heartedly put on playoff t-shirts in the dugout after the game.


The Scorecard: 
SeaWolves vs. RubberDucks, 08-30-14. SeaWolves win, 10-8.
SeaWolves vs. RubberDucks, 08/30/14. SeaWolves win, 10-8.

The scorecard was part of a free program, but unexpectedly, it wasn't given away at the front gate at all, but needed to be asked for at the fan relations booth. The gentleman behind the counter looked a little taken aback by my request, but eventually went into a back room, returned with a box, and removed a stack of programs that he put on the counter for myself and other patrons. I'm not sure if he just forgot to put them out, or I was just the first person to ask in long while.

The program was a full-colored tabloid pamphlet, with the somewhat cramped scoring area taking up the entire centerfold. Each player line had room for three substitutions, and the visiting pitchers were listed with the opposing team, aligned perpendicular to the batting lines.

For all the on-field scoring, it was a rather conventional game from a scorekeeping perspective. There were certainly more replacements and pinch-runners than I had seen in a while, but outside of a few mildly odd plays (a 1-4-3 putout in the bottom of the third and a K-1-3 in the top of seventh thanks to the uncaught third strike bouncing back most of the way to the pitcher's mound), there was nothing much of note. Two after-play errors by the SeaWolves center fielder and one by the Akron shortstop were all that was left to mention. In the bottom of the first, after making a catch, he threw away the ball letting a run score, and in the bottom of the seventh, while fielding a single to center, he again threw the ball away, allowing another run in. In the top of the eighth, a ball to deep short was knocked down, getting the batter a single, but the shortstop threw the ball away, letting a run score.


The Accommodations: 
Courtyard in Akron Stow
Courtyard in Akron Stow

After the Residence Inn the night before, anything short of a castle would probably be a letdown, but I decided to stay at another Marriott property, the Courtyard in Akron Stow, which was just off Route 8 a little north of downtime and pointing towards my destination for the next day.

While no Residence Inn, it was quite nice. The bathroom was off to the right of the room entrance, with the sink and vanity outside the bathroom proper, with the toilet and shower through the door. In the back room, my bed was against the perpendicular wall, facing the windows. The TV, desk, and dresser were on the left wall, and a small couch and dining table were on the right. The windows were sliding doors that opened out onto a small patio landing, with two chairs and a table. So, it had that over the Residence Inn, but no free popcorn.


Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Erie

On Bad Omens

Jerry Uht Park
Jerry Uht Park, 2014
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Portland Sea Dogs (Boston Red Sox) vs.
Erie SeaWolves (Detroit Tigers)
Jerry Uht Park
Eastern League (AA)
Erie, PA
7:05 PM


Outside the Game:
The day started poorly, and from that, I should have stayed in bed, but, well... I'm getting ahead of myself.

This was the only night this week that I could properly sleep in with no consequences. My game for today wasn't until this evening, I was already in town thanks to the drive the day before, and there wasn't so much that I wanted to do that I had to be out immediately in the morning.

I again managed to wake up at some unholy hour, so I went down to grab some breakfast. Back to my room by eight, there was some proper going back to bed to be done at this point. I stripped back down and went back to sleep.

An hour later, there was a banging on my door. Wondering what was up, I found it was housekeeping, who had ignored the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door. I yelled at her until she went away. She then proceeded to go next door, and slam the door every two seconds dragging things in and out. I still managed to get back to sleep, only to have her again bang on my door a half hour later.

I lost it at this point, and yelled that "do not disturb" means not to disturb my ass, and then got dressed and went to my car. On the way, I complained to an apologetic desk staff, but it didn't do anything towards getting me my catch-up sleep back.


My first stop that day was the Erie Zoo, because I'm all about zoos. It was only ten minutes from my hotel. It was during this ten minutes that my phone started ringing. Fearing work, I fished out my phone and saw it was my landlord, and I immediately went into panic mode. What could possibly gone wrong that they needed to call me? Had the idiots downstairs finally done something destructive? I was still several minutes from the zoo, but I ignored several traffic laws to get parked as quickly as possible.

Calling my voice mail as soon as the car was in park, it turned out that my landlord was going to be in town for the next few days and wanted permission to do some maintenance work while she was there. Quite relieved, I called her up and told her I was vacation, and confirmed that it was fine, and then went to pay my way into the zoo.

Zoo
Mooooom, people are loooooking.
I had my fill of the place after several hours, up to and including going on the small-scale train ride around the park, and bonding with another Sicilian Ass, which seem amazingly prevalent in the zoos I visit. I was wearing one of my Tokyo Swallows t-shirts, and I ran into an older couple taking their grand-daughter around the zoo. This was only exceptional because he was wearing a Tokyo Giants hat, and I asked him what the chances were of someone with that hat and my T-shirt meeting in Erie, PA. We had our polite laugh and moved on. I decided to head back to the hotel to drop off some purchases and check some information.

I was in the room for about ten minutes. The room had already been made up, and before I headed out, I heeded a call of nature. Not a minute in the bathroom, the housekeeper was trying to get into my room again, prohibited from doing so only by the bar I had thankfully put on my door. This was beyond all my reckoning. On the way out, I complained again and went on my way.

My next stop was Presque Isle State Park, which was on a tiny sliver of land that juts out into Lake Erie. I figured spending this much time around the Great Lakes, I might as well actually see one. The circuit of the park is ringed by a two-way road, with stop-offs along the way at various beaches, facilities, or historic markers (mostly for the War of 1812). The first part of the road goes around the part that faces the closest shore, so it presents the visage of a large, if ordinary-looking, lake that is rather unexceptional.

Great Lake
Now that's a great lake.

The other side of the loop passes on the side facing Canada, and this is the much more water-to-the-horizon impressiveness that you expect in your average Great Lake. I stopped at several of the park pull-offs until it was time to get back to the hotel for a shower and a nap, which I did with a "Go Away" sign on a Post-It note to supplement the "Do Not Disturb" sign on my door, just to be sure.

The ballpark was a similarly short drive away, and I parked in a municipal lot across the street from the park, and then went out to retrieve my Will Call ticket, take photos of the outside of the park, and got in line to get in.

After the game, it was still pouring (retroactive spoiler warning), so I went to pick up my car bedecked in my rain poncho. On the way back to the hotel, I decided to get gas before the next day, wherever that would take me, grabbed some Arby's, as I was still hungry, and then went back to the hotel for the night, hanging up my damp clothing and putting out my two signs and hoping for the best.


The Stadium & Fans:
Home to center, Jerry Uht Park
Home plate to center field, Jerry Uht Park

After spending most of the week in the more modest confines of short-season A stadiums, I was looking forward to the upgrade that would come with the AA Jerry Uht Park. And it even had a 200 level.

The park is located in the middle of downtown Erie, and it sort of gives definition to "regional capitol." The park is next door to an arena that hosts the minor-league hockey and basketball franchises for Erie, as well as the concerts for B and A-Listers that come through town. It is undoubtedly urban, as the park is bordered on nearly all sides by city streets, with the exception of the main entrance, which has a small plot of land large enough to call a park in front of it.

Seating extends from outfield to outfield. A lower walkway extends through the seating area around the park separating the lower box seats from the 200 level above it. The exterior of the park is ringed by an outer walkway that similarly goes from right field to left field. The upper levels are split into several sections. One row extends up behind third base and ends at the top in luxury boxes and the press box. Running from home to first base is another second level that is accessible only from stairs on the promenade, hanging over the box seats below. A walkway runs along the top of those seats to provide access. And in right field, there is a two-level section of the Picnic Garden (below), which houses concessions and the All-You-Can Eat Buffet, and the Beer Garden (above) with beer and food concessions along a long bar, right in front of special club seating in prime home run territory. Left field ends in the kids play zone and its own picnic area with several specialty concessions. The remainder of the concessions run along the interior and exterior walkways. The stadium store is in the large entrance plaza, along with other concessions.

Retired numbers reside on the right field wall, championship banners hang next to the press box, and a Hall of Fame runs along the exterior wall on the third-base side. The main scoreboard sits in right-center, and a smaller auxiliary board hangs on the building abutting left field.

Mascot
C. Wolf, get it?

C. Wolf (get it?) runs the on-field fun, which, from what limited examples I saw this night, were standard minor-league contests. For a Tuesday night game, they had quite a respectable crowd, with some good representation for the visiting Sea Dogs as well. And a sizable portion stayed until the game was inevitably called.


At the Game with Oogie:
Scoring
Casual scoring

I did my usual tour of the inside of the park, and there was a brat grill stand out in left, so food was covered rather quickly. There were a couple of chatty old guys who ran the stand who were extra awesome. The guy who grilled up my brat told me to use the stadium mustard on it, which I did, and it was awesome. I sat down at some picnic benches in left field to down the dog, and going back past the stand, the guy wouldn't believe that I had eaten the brat already. I told him that I was hungry and it was gone, and he acquiesced. Walking further around the park, I found another concession stand that had corn dog bites, and so there was a second course to dinner that evening.

Grub
Braaaaat

I had my regular tickets behind the home dugout, but as logistics would have it, I was in the very last row of seats in the section, technically on the promenade level. This row had spaces between the seats for handicapped fans, and actually had quite a nice view, as I was above the first section of seats with nothing obstructing my view. One catch to this was that I wasn't really sitting near anyone. There was one fan behind home plate who had iron lungs and was riding the umpires the entire game while giving support to the home team.

The rain drove me from my seat multiple times. The first time, I made the misguided choice to try and make it back to the area behind home plate, and I caught a lot of rain because of it. When the skies opened up the second time, I made the move to around the left field seats, which was much faster. I broke out one of the ponchos at this point, and took my chances walking around the park until they eventually called the game. After the game was called, the grounds crew came out and did shoulder-to-shoulder belly flops across the tarp to amuse the damp and disappointed crowd.


The Game:
First pitch, Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves
First pitch, Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves

This was a contest between the short-season A teams of the Tigers (the home SeaWolves) and the Red Sox (the visiting Sea Dogs). Outside of the jaunty nautical theme, it involved the Red Sox, the only team during my travels who managed to give me a rain-shortened game. The weather was certainly foreboding, and an extended "discussion" between the umpires and managers went on before the commencement of the game. Sitting by the dugout as I was, I heard one Sea Dogs player ask another what the group was talking about. On cure, some thunder crashed in the distance, and the other player answered, "That."

A little later than expected, the game got underway. The Sea Dogs went in order in the first, and the SeaWolves managed only a two-out double. The top of the second got one at-bat completed before the skies opened up to the point where the game was suspended. The tarp came out, the fans went for cover, and we all waiting. The sky seemed to be alternatively light and dark, so it looked like the game might sneak in.

Eventually, the rain stopped, the tarp came off, and play resumed. A two-out single was followed by a homer to the right field corner, and before a strikeout ended the inning, the home team's will to get this game in likely vanished into the 2-0 Sea Dog lead.

But the bottom of the second started positively for the SeaWolves. Back-to-back singles put them in a great position, before the skies catastrophically opened up again, suspending play.

Rain delay
Saaaaaaaaaaafe

With tarp out, and what little crowd remained hanging by, there was a long delay before the official calling of the game. This was a bit of controversy, as depending on who was saying it, the game was suspended or called. If suspended, it would be picked up in the same place the next day. If called, an entirely new game would be played from the top of the first on. The last story I heard at the park was that the game was called. This, of course, would prove to be wrong.


The Scorecard:
Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves, 06-17-14. Suspended by rain.
Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves, 06/17/14. Suspended by rain.

After the money-grubbing for programs at the low A parks, it was refreshing to get a free program just inside the gate at the park. It a color-cover, pamphlet-sized program, with the scorecard in the centerfold. It was on good paper that took the brunt of the rain quite well.

As my last information was that the game was called, I finished filling out the card. In less than two innings of work, there was nothing particularly special to note, except that this was only the second called game that (I thought) I had been to before.


The Accommodations:
I was again at the Fairfield Inn. I got back that evening a lot earlier than I was expecting. After dealing with packing up and trying to work out what to do the next day, I was too tired to care and went to sleep a little on the early side, hoping that the housekeeping crew wouldn't see fit to wake me up in the middle of the night.



On Finishing What You Started

Jerry Uht Park
Jerry Uht Park, 2014
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Portland Sea Dogs (Boston Red Sox) vs.
Erie Seawolves (Detroit Tigers)
Jerry Uht Park
Eastern League (AA)
Erie, PA
11:05 AM


Outside of the Game:
If you had told me before the start of this trip that I would be seeing two professional baseball games with start times at 11:05 AM, I would have rightly called you mad. Yet here we were.

Some research had revealed that Rochester was in the same boat as Erie, and they were going to continue their game from the night before, starting at 5 PM. Given this, I decided to risk trying to catch the end of the Erie game and then head up to Rochester. As long this game was over before 3:30 PM or so, I should be okay.

Up unnaturally early yet again, I went down to get some breakfast, finished packing up, and then loaded the car and checked out of the hotel. Having gotten all my stadium pictures the night before, I didn't have to get to the park much ahead of game time.

Since the park was so close, I managed to park and exchanging my rain check (for a slightly better seat, it would appear) at about 10:30 AM. What happens after the game will be handled in its own entry.


The Stadium & Fans:
Not much had changed in several hours at Jerry Uht Park. C. Wolf came back, and while the crowd seemed certainly different, it was an even more impressive turn-out for a Wednesday morning game that a Tuesday night game. The crowd was very into the game, and the between-innings contests were more of the same minor-league races, contests, and skill demonstrations. One unique event was the "Kids Stampede," which gathered up all kids who were interested in left field, and let them lose to run to right field, with the inevitable adorable stragglers.


At the Game with Oogie:
Scoring
Ready for rain

This was the first resumed game that I had ever been to, but it missed by two days being the first game I'd been to with a start time of 11:05 AM. They were going to finish the last six innings of the game from the night previous and then play a seven-inning version of the regularly scheduled noon game. (Double-headers in the minor have to be scheduled for only seven innings, so they could get away with resuming a nine-inning game and then playing the second seven-inning contest).

Since it was a single-admission double-header, my original seat was occupied, so I actually got upgraded to a single in the first row behind the dugout. The crowd didn't really show up until around eleven when the gates were scheduled to open for the previously booked noon game. It seems that the early noon game was a group event day much like in Jamestown. There were some schools, as well as a special needs school, with many in attendance. Some of the special needs students were behind me. For everything you could say about them, they were paying more close attention to the game than most of the fans there, and when they saw I was keeping score, they asked me questions about players and plays throughout the game. I also got to let them know that they didn't arrive late, and that there was an entire other game to be played when the one we were watching was over, and they seemed to enjoy the news.

Since it was around 11, I couldn't quite get myself to buy another brat, but I did grab a pretzel and a drink, and that drink was important, as when the rain cleared up, it got brutally hot for the remainder of the game.


The Game:
Resumed first pitch, Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves
Resumed first pitch, Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves

And so we resumed in the bottom of the second, with the SeaWolves having two on and no outs. A new pitcher came in to resume the game a walked the first batter to load up the bases. He got the next batter to strike out, but walked the nine hitter to walk in a run and leave the bases loaded. A single then brought in another run. The next batter hit a sacrifice fly to center that brought in a run, but the runner from second made a break for it on the throw, and got caught stealing in a 2-6-2 put out. But the SeaWolves had the lead, 3-2.

Portland had only a two-out single in the top of the third, and Erie went in order in their half. But the Sea Dogs led off the fourth with a double, and a short single made it first and third with no outs. A grounder to short brought in the tying run, but two more outs left the score tied at 3-3. Erie again went in order.

The Sea Dogs worked a two-out rally in the top of the fifth. Back-to-back singles brought in a run, but the following double only made it second and third with two outs. A new pitcher ended it with a fly to center, but Portland had the lead back, 4-3. Erie seemed to take offense, and started their half with three short singles to load the bases. A double brought in two runs, but the runner on first got gunned down trying to make it three. A stolen base got a runner to third, and a sacrifice fly brought him in before another pop up ended the inning with the SeaWolves leading, 6-4.

Portland started the sixth with a double, but stranded the runner there. Erie, however, started their half with a triple to right, who came home on a one-out sacrifice fly. The next batter got a single, and then went to second on a wild pitch. A deep single to right brought him in, but a groundout ended the damages there at 8-4, SeaWolves.

Both teams had singles and nothing else in the seventh. But Portland started the eighth with a solo homer to right. A single afterwards was stranded, closing the gap to 8-5, SeaWolves. In the bottom of the inning, there was only a one-out hit batsman to show for it.

The Sea Dogs would not go quietly into the night, or early afternoon in this case. The started the ninth with a single, a walk, and a single. Another short single loaded the bases, after a desperately needed strikeout, a sacrifice fly to right brought in a run. But another fly out to left ended it with an 8-6 SeaWolves victory.

Another seven-inning game followed, but I was driving in my car by the first pitch.


The Scorecard:
Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves, 06-18-14. SeaWolves win, 8-6.
Sea Dogs vs. SeaWolves, 06/18/14. SeaWolves win, 8-6.


This was the first suspended game I had to pick up, and as I finished my scorecard the previous night, thinking the game was cancelled, I had to copy over the scoring for the first 1.5 innings into the new scorecard. This, of course, was a first.

Scoring-wise the game was notable only for the small things. There were more caught stealings than normal, as well as unsuccessful attempts to extend hits. The 2-6-2 put-out in the bottom of the second was pretty unique. Otherwise, the game was rather run-of-the-mill, if with a lot of scoring. Also, the time of game, taken literally, was quite impressive, as it began at 7:10 PM, and ended at about 1:50 PM.


The Accommodations:
None, as we now jet off to the second part of the day...



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