What You Missed at Phillies Game Last Night
Yesterday was hot. Hot enough that my ticket counterparts bailed thinking it would be a sauna at the game. They were horribly mistaken. It was a beautiful night for a ballgame.
The night started off unusual. Boatshoes Bob was apparently sitting across the aisle from me. The night wasn’t nearly warm enough for this look.
Ballpark violation or no? pic.twitter.com/VWS3wpU0Sl
— VG (@ViolationsGreg) August 29, 2016
The consensus was a Violation ruling.
everywhere but the beach violation
— Dominic (@TeflonDom1975) August 29, 2016
Yes. Along with multiple braided cloth bracelets and skinny khakis.
— MrChops34 (@MrChops34) August 29, 2016
aisle seat heightens the vio
— Brandon pliskin (@Brandonpliskin) August 30, 2016
Seated a couple of rows in front of Boatshoes Bill was First base Mitt Freddy. This guy might’ve been in his 60’s. He put his first base mitt on during every inning, taking breaks like the players between innings. Under 16 and over 70 are the safe zones for bringing a glove to the game.
Who knew the Phillies have a maintenance crew that performs repairs with the quickness of a Indy 500 pit-crew. I heard power tools behind me. I turned to see two guys unbolting a seat that had cracked. The yellow machine in his right hand is the power tool.
By the time I turned around, the dudes were finished and on their way. They had the repair finished between innings.
The Phillies ran 3 promotional events simultaneously last night. Stitch and Pitch, which I’m assuming was crocheting while watching the game, Jewish Heritage Night, and Phillies Pride Night. All three combined couldn’t overcome the last vacation week at the shore before school begins.
This was by far the lowest attendance total of the twenty or so games I’ve attended this year.
The Pride City of Philadelphia flag in the outfield ruled. This should be a permanent fixture at the ballpark. C’mon, it’s 2016!
Finally, I hate to do it, but I gotta call out the Philadelphia Gay Men’s Chorus. They sang the hell out of Take Me Out to the Ballgame. There was just one problem. They all needed lyric sheets to get through the jawn at the 7th inning stretch. That is, without an iota of doubt, a Violation. Sorry, guys. No doubting ya’ll can sing though.
Hanging around with some friends after the game, we noticed Nationals player Stephen Drew on the phone leading an Uber car to his location. He seemed nicer than his brother. I saw him sign a couple of autographs for the kids. All I got was this blurry picture.
The end.
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