Yep, it felt good just to walk up to the stadium knowing that real baseball would be played inside it after the long, cruel winter. It also felt good knowing that there were plent of bathrooms inside said stadium since I’d been practically chugging water since leaving home that morning.
With Lou Brock, Bob Gibson, Red Schoendienst, Ozzie Smith, and Whitey Herzog all together, it looks like a pretty good start to the All-Time Cardinals team. I was sorry to learn that Bruce Sutter was unable to attend due to an illness in the family, but the all-time team wouldn’t need a closer anyway. No way Gibby wouldn’t go all nine innings.
Adding Stan Musial probably wouldn’t hurt that team, though. I understand that he was pretty good as well. It was great to see Stan wearing his Presidential Medal of Freedom, although the thing looked a bit heavy on him. Must get tiring being a hero to so many. That’s why he’s still “The Man”.
When I hear “Here Comes The King” played, I always think that the Clydesdales should be pulling a loaded wagon….or a loaded set of broadcasters.
So many birds all in a row….
The flyover during the National Anthem was a nice touch. Next year I hope they upgrade to either hovercraft or the ship from Firefly.
Jim Edmonds did alright, although I still maintain that throwing the ball from CF was a better idea. Still, it was great to see that mini-Edmonds has game, and he’s also scrappy. Sign him now!
Fredbird was in search of his next victim. Little did I know that his next victim would be me. Silly bird walked past me, and I thought I was safe……then I got “beaked”. I’m still traumatized.
Several people walked away with PH8 swag, and Mary was kind enough to smile for the camera and show off the awesomeness that is a PH8 tshirt made from fabric sourced from Mars, magically stitched at Hogwarts, and shipped by teleporting jackelope. Special stuff.
Um….yeah. Froggy, Bunny, Lamb Chop, and Scooby were seated a little too close to me for my own comfort.
TIDBIT: I never got the opportunity to even tweet about my location during the day in order to give away swag. In the time it took me to walk just over a block (between Hooters and Shannons), 3 different people spotted me (or the giant “Pitchers 8” on the back of my hoodie) and won stuff. Note: It’s a bit disorienting to hear people randomly yell “Pitchers Hit 8th” as though it’s a battle cry from Braveheart while you are walking through a group of several thousand people. Take my word on it.
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