Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.

8.28.2004

Chan Ho Park kicked ass

I have been so busy and going ADD on things that I forgot to write about the Rangers-Twins game. Army of Dad pouted much of the game because he was ticked that the Twins sucked that night. It was the first and only MLB game we've attended this year because the prices are so high to go to a game ($7 to park, $20 per ticket, $5.50 for a beer, $9.50 for two BBQ sandwiches). We take our own bottled water and sunflower seeds to snack on. Anyway. Needless to say it costs too much to go very often.

We left home early so we could watch the Twins warm up. I usually try to get autographs while Army of Dad hopes to catch a homerun ball during batting practice. I wore a tank-top under my ARod jersey and it was about 95 degrees, so I took off my jersey. I still got it, too. Or at least the "girls" still got it. I looked up to watch about a half-dozen Twins players stretching and they're all checking me out!!! That was an ego stroke to say the least. I managed to get a few autographs. I got Lew Ford, Coach Scott Ullger and Matt LeCroy. I had a really nice LeCroy card that I bought for Army of Dad. I saw him getting ready to stretch with the guys who had already checked me out. He wasn't doing anything yet, so I leaned a bit over the railing and called "Mr. LeCroy, will you come sign my card." How could he refuse? He did make it look good and go sign some other kid's card first. In between getting autographs, I had a handsome blond named James Michael crawling all over me. OK, so he was 3. But, he was a precious little boy there with his dad and he immediately took to me (the child, not the dad) and we had fun.

I got to see Bert Blyleven doing a pre-game thing on the sidelines. That was cool. I got his autograph several years ago when he was a pitching coach in the Angels system. He was visiting Midland for a few days and I got him one night after a Midland Angels (now the Rockhounds in the A's system) game. But, I digress. It was cool to see him.

Army of Dad told me about Jose Offerman yelling at some fans during batting practice. Evidently some fat lady and the guys she was with weren't paying attention and a ball hit the fat lady. Offerman (who was assholey and wouldn't sign autographs, just by the way) turns to yell at the people that they need to pay attention so they don't get hurt.

We made our way to our seats behind right field, near the Rangers' bullpen. We saw Chan Ho (I'm getting paid $13 million this year) Park warming up with catcher Rod Barajas (who also noticed Army of Mom while he was stretching). The Korean fans all ran over in a frenzy cheering for him. He's a bigger dude that I imagined. Anyway. It went downhill from here. I feel asleep at one point and Army of Dad was pissy because the Twins were biting. Anyway ... that was our night at the ball game. I still had fun.

6 Comments:

  • At 3:54 PM, August 28, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    By the way, you did go to another game this season ... only it was the Astros/Brewers. Remember? How about that CHP?? I don't expect him to keep that up, but if he can wow that'll be a boost to the rotation. You were at the game so it was probably hard to tell but he had some nasty movement on his slider and sinker.

    By the way Lew Ford is an Aggie... well not really, he went there on an academic scholarship and walked on but he never got playing time or offered a scholarship so he transferred to Dallas Baptist Univ.

    -Brandon

     
  • At 5:32 PM, August 28, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    As a Dodger fan, I always liked watching Park pitch (and the noise from Korean fans in LA was incredible).

    The most amazing thing about him is that, more than any other pitcher including Randy Johnson, he always looks like he's striding halfway to the plate when he delivers. Can't see it on TV so much, but at the ballpark it's an amazing site.

    Ken Summers

     
  • At 6:28 PM, August 28, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Oh.... we did go to another MLB game this year - we saw the Astros at Minute Maid. I forgot. Must have been the company. ;)

    Chan Ho is built pretty sturdy, too. Not that I was looking or anything.

     
  • At 10:55 PM, August 28, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Forget the majors, check out minor league ball. Better seats, pro level action, and dirt cheap. For the local minor league games I pay $8 per ticket (kids are $5, front row seats are $11), parking is free, good beers are $5, cheap beers are $4, food prices run around $5 for something to eat.

     
  • At 2:50 AM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Uzz said…

    Ah Yes...Bert Blyleven...I still have the picture of he and I prominently displayed...he was so cool to let us beat him down with requests. Now that I regularly get to see Nolan Ryan (got my picture made with him this year and got an autographed ball from him last year)and I shot Lou Brock earlier this season, there are only a few more icons left to meet. My big idols growing up were Ryan, Blyleven and Rod Carew...oh how I want to meet Rod Carew!!! You are one up on me this year...I have not been to a single game...I had tickets one night, but ended up shooting. The Fort Worth Cats are actually a fun place to see no-name talent, but they play their butts off and things are MUCH cheaper!!! Glad you had a good time!!! I need to take our son to a game before the season is over:-)

     
  • At 5:34 PM, August 29, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    We have been to a Fort Worth Cats game this year for Army of Dad's birthday. I even *blushing* sang karaoke "Living La Vida Loca" and dirty danced with Dodger the cat to try and win AOD a baseball hat, but the crowd chose a couple of teenage girls in short shorts. I can't compete with a 16-year-old's ass! But, I LOVE minor league baseball so much. When I lived in Midland, I was at every game the first year and had season tickets the next. My oldest son took his first steps to the Midland Angels' mascot - Juice the Moose. Pickle would disappear for a good inning or two every game when he was about a year old because Juice was carrying him around the field. Those were the good old days!

     

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