Opening Day

Opening Day! The happiest day of the year for a baseball fan! The day when everything is new! The day when everything feels possible! The Harrisburg Senators, AA team of the Washington Nationals, began their season last week on the road in Somerset, losing two of the three games in New Jersey, and today wasContinue reading “Opening Day”

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Saturday afternoon, I sat in the stands of York’s WellSpan Park and watched my first baseball game of the year. Penn State York annually hosts a game at the home of the York Revolution, and I decided a few weeks ago to go, weather permitting. The weather permitted — it was in the high sixtiesContinue reading “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year”

Lancaster Wins It All

This happened last night. And I was there! So, too, apparently, was Charlie Brown, who went home to his sister Sally, very happy and excited. I was In Lancaster last week for games 1 and 2 of the division series against the Southern Maryland Blue Crabs. Lancaster lost game 1, though they made a furiousContinue reading “Lancaster Wins It All”

Lancaster Clawed by Blue Crabs

It’s been three years since I’ve been to a postseason baseball game. No, I didn’t attend any of the Nationals 2019 World Series run. I spent the first week of that in the hospital, and, honestly, Diamond didn’t then (and doesn’t now) pay well enough for me to have bought World Series tickets. That postseason,Continue reading “Lancaster Clawed by Blue Crabs”

No Joy in the Green Grass League

The York Revolution were having a Peanuts-themed baseball game. As in Charles Schulz’s Peanuts. As in Charlie Brown and Snoopy and the Vince Guaraldi Trio. And they were wearing custom jerseys and auctioning them off. Naturally, I had to go. Naturally, the game was today, and I didn’t know about it until yesterday afternoon. IContinue reading “No Joy in the Green Grass League”

Roaming Prospect Hill Cemetery

For as long as I’ve lived in York, I’ve wanted to visit Prospect Hill Cemetery. A little north of downtown and Peoples Bank Park, the home of the York Revolution, I’ve driven past it at least fifty times over the years. Every time, I take a quick glance and I can tell instantly that there’sContinue reading “Roaming Prospect Hill Cemetery”

The Stories That Can’t Be Known

On Friday, going to Lancaster for the baseball game, I took the route to Lancaster I rarely take — the back road route to Hallam and Route 30. The intersection of Lombard and Freysville Road is awful, and I’m not sure that that’s even the worst intersection on the route. I wouldn’t let my parentsContinue reading “The Stories That Can’t Be Known”

Scenes from the Barnstormers Opening Night

On St. Patrick’s Day, the Lancaster Barnstormers ran a sale on tickets for their opening night, April 29th, for seven dollars a ticket. Seven dollars! Opening night! How could I resist? I checked the schedule, saw that the 29th didn’t conflict with anything at work, and placed my order. Despite living close to Lancaster —Continue reading “Scenes from the Barnstormers Opening Night”

Beisbol!

Minor League Baseball is known for its promotions and its gimmicks, its weird and wild team names and special jersey nights. As a purist, I don’t always like it. I understand it — it’s all about getting fans through the turnstiles and in the seats and finding fun things to attract the crowd — butContinue reading “Beisbol!”