Back when we had our community-wide garage sale at our complex, they gave away ‘door prizes’ to anyone who signed up to sell. So in addition to selling our spare PS2, some games, and some CDs, we also got a pair of very nice Aces tickets. So on a beautiful Saturday evening, we headed out to the old ballgame.
As you could see, our seats were quite good. That large concrete thing? Oh yeah, that’s the dugout. We were first row just to the first side base of the plate. I gotta thank the powers that be for that one.
The game starts with the visitors, the Rainers (Mariners’ AAA team) scoring four in the top of the first. But not without some commotion. After two quick outs, the pitcher gives up a screamer down the first base line. The ump signals towards the fans (foul) and the play gets confusing. The runner slows down, but seeing the ump turn around to follow the ball and seeing the right fielder scrambling to get it, turns on the juice and goes to third. Everyone is confused. The Aces coach Brett Butler comes out and I can see him mouth (and gesture) “This (signalling towards the fans) means foul.” Anyway, he came around to score as did three other guys.
But in the next two innings, the Aces scored six, mostly due to my new favorite minor leaguer, Trent Oeltjen, who went 3-5 and was a double short of the cycle. Dirty-sounding Rusty Ryal also had a good showing. The action on the field more or less calmed down after that, with the pitchers finally showing up.
But in the stands, the crowd was HOT. It was the fourth-largest crowd, and there were some characters. An older woman behind us who was lusting after a Rainers’ player, a young couple behind us celebrating his birthday, and most notably, a group of eight guys in sportscoats and sunglasses at a bachelor party. The bachelor had a baby doll in a carrier “for practice.” They were a ton of fun and started many memorable chants. By the end of the game, they just started screaming “BUNT!” at every Rainers player.
There was a “wave guy” who, God love him, tried his best to get the wave going. He stood right by our section and guided everyone into doing the wave. CLose by, everyone was into it but it petered out. Then the bachelor group kept trying to get his attention to “get that man a sportscoat!” and I briefly tried to get a “SPORTS COAT!” chant started. A number of people came by, tried on a sportscoat and glasses and got their picture taken (including a young kid.) Good times.
During innings, they do lots of schtick to entertain the crowd, including tricycle races. The woman MC saw the dude with the baby and picked him. He ended up beating his buddy and the mascot in a thrilling race.
Oh, and the Aces ended up winning 6-5. Would DEFINITELY go again. If nothing else, I’d go to see the gigantic singing baseball head.