. . . but watching the fourth game of our local minor league (single-A) game was still a good way to spend Sunday afternoon, when the temperatures rose to 80°F and the humidity just a tad higher.
We had very good seats:
Full confession: I did bring my latest scene to edit, in case the spirit moved me and the game did not. I did end up watching, but mostly because two of my favorite umpires were there:
The one on the left is my secret sports crush. It’s too bad he wasn’t watching the same game I was, but I’ll forgive him, this once.
Umpire pants, incidentally, look remarkably good on certain people. Trust me—I’ve made a study of it.
Sunny’s favorite part. it was so humid, they only had to do this once, before the game started. The wind picked up, and the mist felt really good:
The stadium, by the way, is right next to one of the more picturesque bridges around here. Those buildings on the left horizon are across the Mississippi River:
Janie took over the camera for a while, which means half the images look like this:
But she also snapped this next one, which I think is the best of the bunch:
The pop-up did have a remarkable hang-time. The runner made it to second before the catcher lived up to his job description.
Our side hit nothing but home runs—just not enough of them. But I did get my scene edited while the other team was at bat. And it didn’t rain until we reached the car.
And excellent day, all told.
How was your Sunday?