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Friday, July 1, 2016

Greenville

On "The South"

Fluor Field
Fluor Field, 2016
Friday, July 1, 2017
Asheville Tourists (Colorado Rockies) vs.
Greenville Drive (Boston Red Sox)
Fluor Field
South Atlantic League (A)
Greenville, SC
7:05 PM


Outside the Game:
Having gotten a good night's rest, I was up and out of the Holiday Inn a little after ten, and then headed even deeper into the south towards Greenville, SC, the first new state I'd be adding to my “visited” list in quite some time.

Greenville had a nice mid-sized zoo, so that was the first stop, of course. I spent a couple of enjoyable afternoon hours there before heading out to check into my hotel, which was on the way to the park.

Zoo
I see you; I just don't care.

Or, I think it was. Because Fluor Park was still pretty new, and apparently it was so new that it did not show up on my GPS. Or anything near it. And this was a problem because the narrow and newly upscale downtown was clogged with traffic due to a street fair of some kind, and it was taking forever to get anywhere. I eventually had to get by with navigating from a block or two off the main strip, and after a half hour or so of trying, I made it to the park to pick up my ticket and take my pictures in the humid, humid afternoon.

In walking around, I discovered that Shoeless Joe Jackson's last house had been moved next door to the park as a museum. While it was closed that day, it was open the next, so I put that on my list of things to do on my way out of town. Dripping with sweat and completely done with walking around, I went back to the hotel using the same parallel-street navigation and caught a shower and nap before the game.

Fun fact about Fluor Field: They didn't build a parking lot for it. So, parking for the game is a free-for-all on street parking and residents and businesses renting out their lots. The first place I tried to park made clear they were going to park me in completely as I was the earliest, so I took myself out of that and went down the street to a restaurant that had more direct parking accommodations. I can't imagine how fans deal with it on a regular basis.

Get ready for the boom.

After the game, the street fair was over, so it was easy sailing back to the hotel for a good night's sleep.


The Stadium & Fans:
Home to center, Fluor Field
Home plate to center field, Fluor Field

Fluor Field is a Boston Red Sox minor-league park, and, say what you will about the Scarlet Hose, their minor league facilities are always top-notch. The park itself is right in the middle of revitalized area of downtown near the train tracks, and the addition of the Shoeless Joe Jackson Museum is a welcome touch. (The new team wanted to call themselves the "Joes," but the spoilsports at MLB prevented them from naming themselves after a permanently ineligible player.)

The team store and the ticket booths are a separate building at the entrance plaza, with the main entrance set back from the street a good distance. The main entrance behind home plate dumps out onto the main promenade that runs from outfield to outfield along the park. The seating area descends from the promenade and is topped by a second level with party decks and the luxury and press boxes from first base around to third.

A replica Green Monster manual scoreboard is on the wall in left field, with a video board in center for the more modern touch. Right field ends with the "Paladin Plateau" party area and the 500 Club restaurant (celebrating all the players who hit 500 or more homeruns, especially Red Sox). By the right field entrance is the Heritage Plaza, with history about the Red Sox and Greenville baseball. The structural supports, along the promenade, also carry images of Greenville baseball past. Left field ends with the Power Alley party area, the kid's area, and a picnic berm for standing-room-only seating. All the concessions are on the promenade, so you can grab grub while still watching the game.

Mascot
Ready for Reedy

Reedy the Frog was the mascot de jour, leading the regular host of races and contests. And since it was a Friday game, there were, of course, fireworks (set off from on-field given the tight confines of the park to the neighborhood).

There was a very healthy crowd on hand, though it was mostly families there for a night's entertainment and not just baseball. Given how poorly the Drive did this game, it seems unfair to criticize them based on this one sampling.

However...


At the Game with Oogie:
Scoring
South scoring

This has been, I guess, my first real baseball trip exclusively in "The South"--capital "T," capital "S." I mean, the atmosphere, political and otherwise, was about as conservative as I'd expected, but it wasn't as though it was a walking, talking stereotype or anything like that, and the people were friendly enough—at least superficially.

While I was walking around before the game, there was a gentleman who was very fired up about something the president had done. That wasn't the surprising part, really. The thing that stopped me pretty directly in my tracks—quite literally--was the gentleman was referring to the president as "N-word Obama," quite loudly, quite in public, and quite within earshot of a number of black patrons at the game. And no one but me seemed to be noticing.

In another story, this would be where I chastised him and put his ignorance to shame, but frankly, I was just amazed that this was a real thing happening. No one reacted. I don't know if it was because everyone was politely shunning him, or no one wanted to make more a scene, or if this was just acceptable, but I was the only one acting like there was a record needle screeching every time this guy opined on what "N... Obama" was doing.

Thankfully, he wasn't sitting by me, where I had scored some seats at the top of the lower seating bowl along the first base line. It was, per usual, families and the like, trying to survive the humidity that did not diminish when the sun went down. None of them shared any strong opinions on the president or race relations, thankfully.

Grub
BBQ sandwich, hush puppies, and souvenir soda.

I ate a chili dog and a BBQ sandwich with hush puppies, because everything goes better with hush puppies. Except, one imagines, virulent racism.


The Game:
First pitch, Tourists vs. Drive
First pitch, Tourists vs. Drive

On paper, this was a middling conflict between two teams sniffing just north of .500, but it ended up being a one-sided affair that went against the home squad.

It started slowly in the top of the first, with the Tourists squandering back-to-back, one-out singles, and the Drive going in order. Asheville got on the board in the second with a one-out homer to right field, but Greenville only responded with a two-out, ground-rule double of their own left on the bases.

The Toursists started the third with a single, but he got cut down trying to steal second. A walk, a single, and two walks followed to increase the lead to 2-0, but a double play ended the inning. It was mostly quiet until the top of the fifth, when Asheville started the frame with back-to-back singles and then a bunt to move the runners over. A grounder to short brought in another run, making it 3-0. The Drive started their half with back-to-back walks, but then the top of their order struck out in turn to end the threat.

Asheville was back at it in the sixth, with a leadoff single and a bunt to get him over to second. A two-out single brought the lead runner in, and let the man with the newly minted RBI make it to second on the throw. A double then brought him in to make it 5-0, but a throw out on the bases ended it there.

The game sped on until the top of the ninth, where the Tourists had a one-out walk and a single, and then a two-out single to bring in one more run to make it 6-0, while the Drive went in order in the bottom of the inning to make it official.


The Scorecard:
Tourists vs. Drive, 07/01/16. Tourists win, 6-0.

The scorecard was a letter-sized photocopy separate from the program, with all the lineups already added in and the rosters on a separate sheet. It was incredibly cramped, however, even with no advertising, but it was usable. The card included fielding stats, and for the first time, I experimented with only filling in the columns that did not have null data, instead of writing in zeros for everything that needed it. It was a bit of a time saver/lazy move on my part, but I like the way it went, and it certainly saved some wear and tear on the arms.

Two plays of literal note were a double-play grounder in the top of the fourth that got thrown to the wall with no error (because the double play cannot be assumed), and a caught stealing to end the top of the sixth that was a failed attempt to get a base on a passed ball.

Otherwise, it was mostly an average game, though it took six Tourist pitchers to get the shutout, three-hitter against the Drive, while just three Drive pitchers stayed in to give up 6 runs and 15 hits. There's a message in there, I'm sure.


The Accommodations:
Baymont Inn & Suites
Baymont Inn & Suites

I was staying at the tony-sounding Baymont Inn & Suites, located in the less-tony sounding Haywood Mall, about fifteen minutes from the ballpark and downtown.

The room was nice, but not exceptional, with a large bathroom off the entrance, and a bedroom with king-sized bed and small pull-out couch on one wall, with a dresser adjacent, and a desk and TV on the wall opposite the bed. Still, it did what it needed to, just nothing special.


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Sunday, June 26, 2016

Asheville


On Southern Fried People

McCormick Field
McCormick Field, 2016
Sunday, June 26, 2016
West Virginia Power (Pittsburgh Pirates) vs.
Asheville Tourists (Colorado Rockies)
McCormick Field
South Atlantic League (A)
Asheville, NC
2:00 PM


Outside the Game: 
I had an afternoon game this day, but thankfully at 2 PM and not noon. So, I was able to have a relatively reasonable morning of breakfast and packing before setting out on the two-and-a-half hour drive to Asheville. As I had the entire evening at the hotel, I made a snap decision to splurge on a Homewood Suites hotel with a full kitchen and make some dinner, because, why not?

I drove out to the park to get my ticket and take my pictures, and then had just enough time to go to my hotel and drop off all my bags and head back out to the game. The old stadium had a semi-residential locale at the top of the hill, but I got there early enough to utilize a street spot by the entrance. I don't know if it gained me anything; I just enjoyed that experience.

At a little before five, I was heading back to the hotel. As I had all night ahead of me, nothing was really open on a Sunday afternoon, and I had this nice kitchen in my room, so I walked to a nearby supermarket, hopping from patches of shade to shade, to buy some pasta and such and went back to the hotel in the sunset.

I'm not sure why the idea occurred to me, but it was far more enjoyable than I had even anticipated to cook for real for a night on the road. I made up some tolerably good pasta (with canned sauce, but what can you do) with a tiny bottle of wine from the hotel shop, and settled in to watch Game of Thrones and prove out my scorecard.

I've had worse nights.


The Stadium & Fans: 
Home to center, McCormick Field
Home plate to center field, McCormick Field

Once again, when you put "historic" right in the name of the stadium, you know what you're getting into. "Historic McCormick Field" has been around since the 20s. (Babe Ruth sang its praises during his off-season barnstorming.) It is built into the side of a hill, facing out into the tree-covered rise that is a suitably bucolic an experience for baseball. The team name "Tourists" refers to the number of actual tourists that came to Asheville to enjoy the scenic beauty, and presumably the ballclub.

The main and only entrance (excepting for the staff entrance near the parking lot not open to the public) is at the top of a steep road from the main thoroughfare. An archway leads into a small plaza where the ticket booth and the team store reside. Many older renovated parks expand out instead of up, but the particular geography at work hasn't allowed that to happen.

There is an outer walkway that extends from outfield to outfield behind home plate. All of the concessions, stores, and party areas are all on this circuit, with regular breaks in the masonry of the seating area with stairs up to the seating bowl. Once out into the seating area, a smaller walk runs through the seating bowl, separating out the box seats from the regular seats. The small press box sits at the top of the seats behind home plate, underneath the awning extending out to save people from the fiery sun.

Old style clapboard advertisements are all along the outfield wall, with a small digital scoreboard sitting in right field. In another nod to Durham, there is a "hit sign, free subs for everyone" sign, as well as a more unconventional "hit white duck, win taco" sign nearby. Sadly, the close confines of the old seats to the field require the entire seating area be covered in netting. Both ends of the seating end in special party clubs where you can sit next to the bullpens from either team.
The Tourists have two mascots, Ted (the bear) and Mr. Moon, who (as promised) is a giant anthropomorphic moon head wearing sunglasses. It makes its own sense. The regular array of races and contests were on offer between innings, though the mascots were probably taking it at half speed to avoid sunstroke.

There was a decent crowd for a hot Sunday afternoon game, and it was a lot of families, but it was pretty obvious that this was a baseball town and they were watching the game for more than general entertainment purposes.


At the Game with Oogie:
Scoring
Hot scoring

 I was desperate for lunch when I got inside, so I ended up get a hot dog meal, including a big-old hot dog, fries, and souvenir soda, for whatever ridiculous amount of money it was.

Given the really old stadiums don't generally have a wide variety of seating options, I ended up about two rows back from first base in what passed for the super-fancy area. It had in-seat service from a local buzz-cut college girl that I mostly used to ferry me a never-ending stream of beverages to keep me from melting in the afternoon heat.
Just in front of me was a local fan who was really into the team. She knew all the players by name and cheered them on loudly, and she razzed all the opposing players loudly. Needless to say, you see where I'm going with all this. She was a hoot, and she made the afternoon go a little more cool. She made fun of my elaborate sun protection wear, telling me that I was never going to hide from this heat, as she sat in her shorts and tank top without a care in the world. Frankly, she was more qualified than myself to judge.


The Game: 
First pitch, Power vs. Torusits
First pitch, Power vs. Tourists

This was a Sunday afternoon scorcher in the middle of summer, and it was hot as all get-out for this game. No, really. Check my scorecard. Under "Weather:", I wrote "HOT." The game was over in two hours and fifty minutes, and I can only imagine a little bit of that is both teams wanted to hit the showers as soon as possible.

The Power went in order in the top of the first, but the Tourists decided to go a different route, starting the game with a bunt single and a double that didn't get the runner from first in. A grounder to second scored him and moved the runners up, but a strikeout threatened to end the scoring until the next batter singled clean to center to bring in another run, leaving it 2-0, Asheville at the end of one. West Virginia tried a little harder in the second, with a leadoff single bunted to second, but there he was stranded.

Asheville didn't score in the bottom of the second, and it is still hard to work out how. The half began with a double to left-center. A fly out to deep right got the lead runner to third with one out. A walk made it first and third. A grounder to first got pegged home to stop the run but concede the runner to load the bases with one out. But then a weak pop to short made it two outs, and the next batter struck out swinging--but the catcher dropped it. He had the wherewithal to tag the plate, but that was some Metropolitan-level of not scoring right there. Both teams went in order in the third, but the Power finally showed some pep in the fourth. A one-out walk was followed by a towering homer to dead center to tie up the game 2-2. The Tourists went in order.

The fifth was a scoring frame for the Power, as a one-out double and single made it first and third. A sacrifice fly to left scored the runner from third, but the runner from first went to third on throw without touching second and lost the race back to the bag. The Tourists manufactured a run in the bottom of the inning on a leadoff double, a fielder's choice to second, and a single to right, leaving us knotted at 3-3 after 5.

Both teams had a player hit a double and steal third and get stranded in the sixth, which is nice for symmetry, but not scoring. The Power broke the tie in the seventh with a two-out single followed by a homer run, to take the lead 5-3, while the Tourists went in order. Both teams had symmetry again in the eighth with runner on first and second who made it no further.

In the ninth, the Power tacked on one more run with a leadoff single, a fielder's choice to second, and another single, while the Tourists went in order, leaving the final tally 6-3, Power.


The Scorecard: 
Power vs. Tourists, 06-26-16. Power win, 6-3.Power vs. Tourists, 06-26-16. Power win, 6-3.
Power vs. Tourists, 06/26/16. Power win, 6-3.

The scorecard was a double-sided photocopy separate from the free newsprint, full-tabloid program. It was about average all-around, to be honest, although the Tourists didn't pre-print the lineups.

Scoring-wise, there were a couple of items worth mention. In the bottom of the first, the Tourists first baseman got a double that was his 100th hit of the year, and important enough to warrant an announcement on the PA. In the wild bottom of the second, there was a fielder's choice to the first baseman who threw home instead of tagging first to cut off the run, and that same inning ended on a dropped strikeout with the bases loaded that wasn't over until the catcher saw fit to tag the plate. And there was a good-olde CS 7-1-6 in the top of the fifth, as a runner advanced to second on a sacrifice fly, made it to third on the throw home, and then the alert shortstop called for the ball because he noticed the runner didn't touch second. The throw made it back before the runner, who was called out. I can still hear the manager yelling at him now...

Other than the wild bottom of the seventh described above, it was mostly straightforward.


The Accommodations: 
Homewood Suites by Hilton
Homewood Suites by Hitlton

I was the Homewood Suites by Hilton in Asheville. Asheville is apparently quite a frou-frou town, with arts and renovated downtowns and the like. It was all closed on Sunday evening, though, so I just decided to stay someplace nice.

I had managed, again, to somehow get a handicapped-accessible room. Everything was a little lower than expected, but it didn't really affect me any. The full kitchen with the dinette table was just off the entrance to the room, and connected with the living room, with couches and chairs and TV and entertainment center.

The separate bedroom was through the doorway, with a king-plus bed, and end tables, and desks, and dressers, and another TV, just in case. The huge bathroom was perhaps even more spacious due to the handicapped access.

Needless to say, it was an acceptable time to spend an extended evening in a very civilized manner.



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