I took friends of mine and their kids to a minor league baseball game
yesterday down in Richmond. What fun that was! The kids live in
Lithuania and are visiting here for the summer. This was their first
American baseball game.
We had a great trip, The weather was perfect, the seats were good,
great in fact, and by the time the game started the sun was low enough
that we were shaded nicely by the stadium roof. Lukas and Tina quickly
caught on that for kids a ball game is not about watching the game but
about getting a game ball as a souvenir. By about half way through the
game they had realized that the place to be was down at the railing
next to the field so they spotted a couple of unclaimed seats and
planted themselves there. Neither of them was successful which is
probably just as well. The chances of them both getting a ball were
really slim so one of them getting one would have created another
source of sibling discontent.
They had cotton candy and some kind of ice cream thing that looked like
a cross between pelletized limestone and kitty litter. They seemed to
enjoy that but then they are kids so allowances must be made I suppose.
I had a contact in the fan relations office who was going to put
together a package of team goodies for them and also put their names up
on the big electric sign board. Turned out that she was no longer
working there so that fell through but they were giving away backpacks
to all the kids so my two little Lithuanian tourists will go back to
school this fall in Vilnius sporting Richmond Braves backpacks. I got
them two “previously enjoyed baseball gloves which were a big hit with
them well. They got them autographed by a couple of players and the
team mascot, the “Diamond Duck”. Their English is very very good. They
had even learned the words to “Take Me Out To The Ballgame” and sang it
with us during the 7th inning stretch.
So all was well.
That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it….
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