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!”

The Daily Cloud: September 5

It’s just as well I didn’t go to the York Revolution’s Spaceballs night, as it rained most of the day. As I write this, it’s drizzling now. During a break in the rain — or what I thought was a break in the rain — I drove over to York’s Mt. Rose Cemetery to walkContinue reading “The Daily Cloud: September 5”

A Baseball Ticket Surprise

Today I drove to Lancaster. Single game tickets for the Lancaster Barnstormers, the team in the independent Atlantic League, went on sale today, only at the team’s box office. While I’ve seen Lancaster play in York, including the very first time I attended a York Revolution game, I have never gone to a game atContinue reading “A Baseball Ticket Surprise”

A Loss in the Lynchburg Baseball Community

This came across my Twitter feed late yesterday afternoon: My mom introduced me to Ronnie Roberts two years ago. I’d driven down from Pennsylvania for a Lynchburg Hillcats game — it was Margaritaville Night, and my brother’s company was the night’s t-shirt giveaway sponsor — and at the table where you picked up the t-shirtContinue reading “A Loss in the Lynchburg Baseball Community”

Sunday Afternoon Baseball

For no particular reason, I decided to go to a baseball game in York today. I’d just been to a game in Aberdeen last week, it wasn’t like I needed to go, a game in York was my best option (and despite its closeness it’s also sort of my last choice), and I couldn’t sayContinue reading “Sunday Afternoon Baseball”

Negro League Night in York

We will start with a ending, and end with a beginning, as Gandalf says in Rankin-Bass’ underrated yet weird animated adaptation of Return of the King. I went to a York Revolution baseball game last night and came home with a Ross Detwiler game-used jersey. The Revolution were having a Negro League Night. From theContinue reading “Negro League Night in York”

The 2015 York Revolution Fan Fest

I was quoted in today’s York Sunday News. Yesterday I attended the York Revolution Fan Fest, an exhibition game and concert put on annually before the start of the season for the local independent league baseball team. I attended the 2013 Fan Fest, but not last year’s, and since yesterday was forecast to be aContinue reading “The 2015 York Revolution Fan Fest”

A Wet Night For Baseball

Saturday night I attended my first York Revolution game in about a month. The Revs were playing the Sugar Land Skeeters. The York Revolution are my local profession baseball team. The Harrisburg Senators, Washington’s AA affiliate, are my closest affiliated team, but they’re a good forty minute drive from my apartment. Sovereign Bank Stadium, theContinue reading “A Wet Night For Baseball”