The Fenway Park grandstands and the .406 Club (behind the glass)…
There’s a monstrous wall in left field, mostly painted green…
Home team batting order, with Johnny Damon at the top…
Johnny Damon in the field in front of us…
The right field foul pole, just kind of in the middle of the stands, which are at a very shallow angle at that point…
Moon rising over Fenway Park…
I can’t get away from Amtrak…
The final line…
I assume the headline would make more sense if I’d spent more time in Boston…
First in line for the next trip across Lake Champlain…
The ferry…
Kind of an expensive trip…
The view from the ferry (if there was a view on the other side, purchase it was being blocked by the aforementioned SUV)…
Years ago, Standard Oil of New Jersey spent a lot of money coming up with a new name that they’d be able to use everywhere in the world. That name was Exxon. They’re still using the old name in Canada (and a lot of other countries besides)…
The spaceship that is Olympic Stadium…
Youppi!…
Expos at bat…
For some reason, the top and bottom line (season stats and lineup) are in English, and the middle line (stats for “ce match”) is in French, e.g. “CC” is French for “HR”…
The final line…
A milestone win…
Parking ticket from our hotel, once we found the parking entrance…
Pro-Red Sox signs in the windows of the Skydome Hotel…
Ace the Blue Jay leading the Jays cheerleaders…
Levi noticed that this isn’t a foul pole, it’s foul netting. Also, in the background, you can see some of the Skydome’s neon…
Johnny Damon at the plate…
Orlando Hudson alertly pointing out Johnny Damon on second base…
Yes, there are other people in the world with Devil Rays caps, and one of them sat in front of Jim…
The final line…
SARS Turtle, Levi’s favorite graffiti ever…
The Colonial statues on the abandoned building across the street from our hotel…
Outside Comerica Park, an old-school sign, as if someone’s going to be driving by and decide to stop in for the game…
Look out! These people are about to be pounced upon by a tiger!
Entrance to the park…
General Motors Fountain, complete with two cars way up there…
This batting tiger is on the seats at the end of each row…
A real Tiger batting…
Jeremy Bonderman pitching, most likely throwing a strike…
Levi was amused by the fact that Big Boy is one of the Tigers’ sponsors…
The final line…
A view of the Gateway Arch you hardly ever get to see: the back…
Levi and Stacey in front of a fountain in downtown St. Louis…
Busch Stadium, supposedly with only two years left to live (the construction site for the new stadium is on the other side of the stadium from this view)…
The Stan Musial statue (“Here stands baseball’s perfect warrior; here stand’s baseball’s perfect knight”)…
The view from our upper-deck seats…
Fredbird…
Cardinals up to bat…
Just some of the hangers-on who joined us for the game; from left, Tony, Jim, Stacey, Levi, Luke…
Jim and Jay, another hanger-on…
The final line…
The playing field, with the Centennial Bridge over the Mississippi in the background…
Picnic area…
Wisconsin Timber Rattlers up to bat…
Banana Man helps out with the dizzy bat race…
After night falls, lights on the Centennial Bridge…
The final line (they didn’t put up the “0” for the top of the 9th for the Timber Rattlers, a.k.a. “Rattler”)…
Since I never scanned it before, this is (part of) the chart I used to plan the trip. Possible teams are on the left and dates are across the top (starting with April 30, with an “M” indicating Mondays). Home games for each team are indicated by blue (night game), red (day game), or gray (unknown, because some teams didn’t have game times posted in January, when I made the chart). The teams are numbered so I could follow them all the way across.
They Might Be Giants ticket stub from the night before I left for the trip. And I wish I’d known my flight was going to be delayed two hours, so I could have gotten two extra hours of sleep!
Why my flight was delayed two hours: a rainy Dallas-Ft. Worth International Airport (and it had been a lot worse earlier in the day, I heard)…
A 2:30 P.M. boarding time was wildly optimistic. I think this flight ended up boarding at about 4:40 P.M.
Illinois Railway Museum ticket. For an extra $4.00, I could have ridden on the Thomas the Tank Engine train with a bunch of screaming kids. I chose not to pay extra.
