What’s a man to do with a whole weekend open and no friends about?
Scramble for ways to get the hell out of the house is what.
Should we go see the Phils play their ancient enemies, the Braves?
Nah.
How about a first-ever trip to Camden Yards?
Excellent.
So what if it’s the cursed (pronounced in two syllables) Orioles vs. the who cares KC Royals? It’s still a day at the ballpark. And better yet, it’s a park I haven’t seen and the granddaddy of the “new old style” parks.
It is odd though, I’ll have seen the Royals twice in one year, each time playing in a different League. Why on earth would anyone want to subject themselves to that torture?
Even odder still, we’re just shy of the All-Star break and this will be my first game this season that isn’t interleague play.
I think I need my own color man to narrate my adventures.