Miller Park, home of the Brewers. Today, the home team prevails once again, which seems to be the norm on my road trips.
Tag: ballparks
Day 1 – Chicago
Bad brogger. I told myself I’d post daily on my trip. Instead I’m minutes away from enjoying an improving show and Wrigley Field was great. Front row; I wonder if we’ll get assaulted.
Okay, July 23rd in a nutshell
Flights all sucked due to Mother Nature PMSing all over the Midwest, missed a bajillion flights, detoured through NC to reach around my head to scratch my ass up to Chicago which was also delayed a bajillion times, landed just in time to see the Braves blow save and lose, Mother Nature resumes PMSing, and my best friend’s flight is also delayed and we won’t have time to get our late night Chicago style deep dish pizza and the WordPress app sucks. Despite all this, I refuse to let it deter me; this must be an awesome weekend.
Better (insanely) late, than not at all
After three missed flights, an improvised detour through North Carolina, an afternoon of zbs, and a twice-delayed flight, I am finally in Chicago to embark on my annual baseball exploration trip.
Brogging from the road
So right now, I’m getting off on a plane in Raleigh, North Carolina instead of Chicago.
I’m kind of in Sports Illustrated
And here I thought that I wouldn’t have anything to write about today. A few weeks ago, I volunteered to write a review for a Sports Illustrated article about ballpark foods, with my task being a brief blurb of Turner Field’s Hammerin’ Hank sandwich.
Being the wordy, long-winded writer I tend to be, my original submission ended up being four paragraphs, explaining the rationale behind chicken and waffles, the greatness of Hank Aaron, and the slightly egregious price of the sandwich itself. I was politely asked to reduce my blurb, and I ended up narrowing it down to a single paragraph. But apparently that was still a little much too in the end, and it was apparently reduced to the above-seen cherry-picked sentence in the end.
No worries though, because I’m just glad to have my name appear in Sports Illustrated. Not that I expect it to actually make it into any print edition or anything, but it’s still a small pleasing achievement for a sports geek like myself, and I’m also pleasantly glad to see a lot of familiar colleague names from other teams’ blogs doing similarly for their home parks.
Since there is a part of me that’s a little dissatisfied with the shortness of my published work, I feel it is an obligation to myself to share the real words behind the review.
Real Men Don’t Wear Small update: PNC Park, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Whew, it was beginning to feel like I would never hit up a new ballpark in 2010. Thankfully, this drought has been remedied, and I’ve sated my need for travel and baseball at least for a few more weeks, and Real Men Don’t Wear Small has its first update since the move to the WordPress. My latest venture took me out to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, where I visited PNC Park, home of the hapless Pittsburgh Pirates. I say that, despite the fact that on that particular day, they still beat my Atlanta Braves, in a true case of epic fail.
The repository of all my Pittsburgh photos as a whole, are up in the pictures section, to those of you who would feel so inclined to look and peruse.