Night Game in Glendale

The first game we went to was the night game on Friday night at the Camelback Park that my mom's beloved Dodgers share with Corrie's beloved White Sox. Strange chance that my wife's and my mom's separate and distinct favorite teams would share a Spring Training home...

In any case the Friday night game was between the Sox and the D-Backs. I have a post planned about the workers at ballparks, and I, while trying to get some pictures for it ended up getting a shot of Hall of Famer Frank Robinson in the process.



Our seats were awesome (thanks mom).



There was a loudmouthed heckler a few seats down from us who knew the game pretty well, knew even the scrubs and rookies on their team (the Diamondbacks), but would heckle the most supportive things: "C'mon kid, you own this guy, what we need is a BASE HIT!" It was a voice that had been affected by a lifetime of tobacco use. The baritone nature of the heckling masked the fact that this person was a white-haired lady.

The Sox scored early and often, and won the game. It seemed like the game's MVP, if such a thing could exist, would have to be the White Sox's A.J. Pierzynski, who drove in all six of their runs. He even hit an inside-the-park-homerun, quite an exciting event and feat in any game, let alone a Cactus League game, and by the catcher, no less.