Last night we went with a group of 350-some-odd homeschoolers to watch the New Britain Rock Cats, our "hometown" AA team (a Minnesota Twins farm club), get clobbered by the NY Yankees (booooo.....) AA club. It was cloudy, and chilly, and the team we were rooting for got walloped. But we had a great time anyway! The Map Man and J were a part of a large group that helped unfurl the giant American Flag (on the upper right side of the field in this photo).
Zoo Boy opted for climbing around the stands instead of standing around waiting to go out on the field, so he and I made our way to our seats and got settled.
The Man and J got into the game (wearing their matching Rock Cats ball caps, might I add -- we all got one as part of the group promotion).
The boy adding his own brand of goofiness to the evening. He actually surprised us by really getting into the game, the statistics, and the cheering. He was the only one of us not ready to leave by the middle of the 6th inning, but we convinced him otherwise (i.e. we bribed him with ice cream).My guess is we'll wind up back at the ballpark again before the summer ends -- we really had fun!
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We LOVE going to our local AA games! We rarely get there for the start of the game, and as a result always enjoy staying until the end. :) Go, Biscuits!!! In fact we've talked about doing a minor league road trip sometime--wherever we travel, trying to catch a local game there. Funny, because we're NOT huge baseball fans at all! But minor league games are fun!!!
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