The Seattle Mariners beat the Boston Red Sox last night 4 to 0. I was there right behind home plate, high in the stands. But I didn’t have to watch the game at all – I could just stare at the big screen – all the action was there including scene after scene of antics by the fans. Razz-Ama-Tazz and Hoopla galore and occasional fireworks kept us on our toes. But where was the old fashioned simple beauty of the game itself? And the hot dog and pop corn sellers of former days. I’m not sure I fully appreciated the 2017 version of the baseball game experience. Take me back to Fenway Park in the 1940’s – now there was how I like to think of a family outing to a baseball game.
But never mind my grumbles – the 2017 outing was good – surrounded by good humored friends and a lovely summer’s evening And MY TEAM won! Oops – I got mixed up. My team should now no longer be the Red Sox and I should be pleased that the Mariners won. Yes, the Mariners won. MY TEAM for 2017.
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