Co-rey! Co-rey! - - But No One Chanted

Another beautiful night at the ball park.

During the singing of the National Anthem, TV Stevie pointed out someone in the first row wearing a very vulgar T-Shirt. I did take a photo of it, but because this is a family blog, I won't post it.

Mere moments later, security and the ushers converged in front of us. The young man in question was asked to reverse his shirt, change his shirt, or leave the stadium. The security person to whom I spoke said he'd been getting a lot of calls from women who were offended by the shirt -- which was quite offensive. He told the young man that he had ties in his pocket and would be happy to arrest him and have the park police escort him off the premises. He then mused if the young man actually considered his mother or sisters in that light.

Leaving the stadium
to clean up his act.

There were two broken bats in tonight's game.

I didn't score the entire game because I took time out to eat a burger (which was very good) and a bit later, some popcorn.

It was a good game until John Lannan got tired. Then things went downhill fast. 

Corey Brown had a streak going -- home runs in consecutive games. The count was four going into tonight's game. Someone behind us asked Maven: "Did you see it? It's history in the making!" To which Maven replied, "If it's in the making no one has ever seen it." 

We really wanted to Corey to continue his streak when he came to bat in the 4th. The bases were load. That would have been a lovely time to hit a homer. But alas, it was not to be. He struck out.

Fortunately, there were more innings, and in the 8th,  Corey set a new franchise record tonight: home runs in 5 consecutive games. 

Annoyance of the game: the camera operators always show the fans in Section 208 on the scoreboard. Why? They aren't nearly as cool as we are.

But it's fun to watch the fans, especially kids, see themselves on the big screen. 

Best thing about tonight's game:

There was a father with two boys sitting in section 107. The older boy was an absolute scream to watch. 

He would also pose like a pitcher, with the ball in his glove behind his back. Unfortunately, I didn't get a shot of that. I told his father that the kid was great.