As part of our goal to soak up as much summer as possible, we went to a Rox game Monday night. It was hot and sticky, perfect baseball weather.
Although, from the number of empty seats, apparently other people don’t agree. Seriously, I don’t know why the stadium isn’t more full. It’s reasonably priced, the baseball is pretty good, and it’s a beautiful arena. Plus, the beer is cheap and plentiful. I really think the people of Brockton and the surrounding communities need to step up to the plate (get it? step up to the plate? hahaha) and support this place in a much more tangible way.
But I digress and I didn’t mean to rant.
Instead, let’s look at the cute ball players.
And the local Correction’s Officers who carried the flags onto the field for the National Anthem. Speaking of that, it was sung Monday night by the daughter of a friend of my brother’s. I sort of wanted to go speak to him but I was afraid he wouldn’t remember me. My brother’s been gone for 13 years and I’m sure I haven’t seen this guy since then so I chickened out.
And again I digress.
Let me get back on topic (sort of) by showing you a photo of Brockton High School, my alma mater. This is the view from far right field. Yes, it’s a very big school. I graduated with 1100 way back in 1983. You need a big facility to support that many students. And this is a good one, complete with a swimming pool and excellent science labs, a beautiful fine arts building and not one but two terrific auditoriums. I was lucky to go here.
There’s a lot of digressions in this post, did you notice?
As a final way of getting back on track, let’s look at those cute ball players again.
I love baseball.