Fishbonker
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No, that isn't Cy.
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Bursting into flame
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No, that isn't Cy.
Sent from my USCC-E6762 using IW
Fishbonker
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Now for the rest of the story.
My wife and I are baseball fans. We were in Memphis this past weekend and the Cardinals AAA club, The Memphis Red Birds play across the street from our hotel. We decided to walk across the street and see a game.
As we walked through the gates there was a flash of lighting and a clap of thunder. I thought I could smell brimstone but I think it was ozone from the lightning. We went inside and my wife dared me to get a picture with the mascot to see if touching it would burn my flesh. My wife struggled with my phone camera and finally got a pic, but she wanted another with a background that wasn't washed out by the sun. I still think she was having trouble with the camera just to see if I would reach spontaneous combustion temps. As it turned out the mascot had to sit down because he got too hot. Hmmmmmm, who has the mojo now?
We walked around the stadium, not too bad for a minor league park but I think the Kernals (class A) ball park is just as nice, not as many private suites as Auto Zone Park but the field itself appears to be in better shape. Maybe they can't grow grass in Memphis.
I found a place that sold my brand of beer in cans. $8.00 for a 16 ounce can. I only had one. Then the game started. I think there were less than 1K people there. There was absolutely no enthusiasm in the stands, the players looked to be going through the motions without any desire to be there. In their defense, it was a Thursday night game, it was hot and humid and the crowd was small. Finally after 2.5 hours we had enough and left a tie game in the 7th. I've never done that before but Beal Street with its less expensive beer, better music and people watching beckoned.
So I survived going into enemy territory, I didn't burst into flame and nobody knew what I meant when I stood up and shouted "12 and a half games up".
My wife and I are baseball fans. We were in Memphis this past weekend and the Cardinals AAA club, The Memphis Red Birds play across the street from our hotel. We decided to walk across the street and see a game.
As we walked through the gates there was a flash of lighting and a clap of thunder. I thought I could smell brimstone but I think it was ozone from the lightning. We went inside and my wife dared me to get a picture with the mascot to see if touching it would burn my flesh. My wife struggled with my phone camera and finally got a pic, but she wanted another with a background that wasn't washed out by the sun. I still think she was having trouble with the camera just to see if I would reach spontaneous combustion temps. As it turned out the mascot had to sit down because he got too hot. Hmmmmmm, who has the mojo now?
We walked around the stadium, not too bad for a minor league park but I think the Kernals (class A) ball park is just as nice, not as many private suites as Auto Zone Park but the field itself appears to be in better shape. Maybe they can't grow grass in Memphis.
I found a place that sold my brand of beer in cans. $8.00 for a 16 ounce can. I only had one. Then the game started. I think there were less than 1K people there. There was absolutely no enthusiasm in the stands, the players looked to be going through the motions without any desire to be there. In their defense, it was a Thursday night game, it was hot and humid and the crowd was small. Finally after 2.5 hours we had enough and left a tie game in the 7th. I've never done that before but Beal Street with its less expensive beer, better music and people watching beckoned.
So I survived going into enemy territory, I didn't burst into flame and nobody knew what I meant when I stood up and shouted "12 and a half games up".