I don’t know one person who does not like to ‘people watch.’ Its airport entertainment, a laugh from your drivers seat in rush-hour traffic, and a strain of your neck as you do a double take…”is she REALLY wearing that?!”
Needless to say, between yesterday and today at the stadium I got my far share of people watching in. Stationed on the Party Deck (1st baseline), I saw a few categories of baseball game goers that could be seen throughout Hammond Stadium :
1) The Guy Too Old To Be Bringing a Baseball Glove to the Game
This guy is in his mid to late 30’s (with or without a child in tow, double points for matching shirts/gloves with his son), has a backpack slung over his shoulder with multiple items for autograph signings (not his own…) for after the game, including our $6 souvenir bat sticking out from the top. After multiple attempts of catching a ball, he finally gets one, bare-handed, and continues to shake his hand around in pain after his catch, only to emphasize that any man in his mid to late 30’s should not catch a baseball barehanded…. again, you BROUGHT A GLOVE TO THE GAME. This act is concluded by handing the ball to his son or keeping it for himself, the latter of the two drawing loud ‘boo’s’ from the crowd.
2) The Girl Who Wore a Dress/Heels/Sparkles to a Day Game….
I have nothing against dresses and heels (nix the sparkles), but there is a time and place for everything. Recently, I saw a girl walk in the front gates of the stadium in a dress I wore out in South Beach for my sister’s bachlorette party (under the Pictures tab, I am wearing it in the picture with my sister). It’s pink, a tiny bit clingy, and definitely not appropriate for the ballpark (purely my opinion). Maybe she had big plans that night that at 1pm she had to be dressed for. What do I know. Planning ahead is a good trait in a person.
3) The Miserable Child with His Overeager Parents..
This poor child has very little, if no interest, in baseball or being at the ballpark on a hot, sunny day. He is more excited about the inflatable Twins beach rafts versus the Twins hitting back-to-back-to back homers (3/23/09). His parents are on the The Vacation of a Lifetime (either preceded or followed by a trip to The Best Place on Earth…Disney World), complete with fanny packs and a little bit of sunscreen not so rubbed in on their noses. If they are from up North, their attire might include a Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts, and white tube socks with their sandals or boots (the above picture was taken today..too bad you can’t see his socks/shoes/rest of the family)…because they need to stand out a little more than they did before (their pale skin/enormous amounts of sunscreen are clue indicators…). The kid is dragged around with one hand from concession to concession, souvenir stand to souvenir stand, where Dad is testing all the ballpark food and trying to find a score sheet (only included INSIDE the program, for $5. We’re not a subsidiary of Dollar General, so please don’t complain about the price. Nothing is free.) and Mom is catching every riveting moment of The Vacation of a Lifetime with her new camera. So touching.
Although there are numerous other observations, these were repeat offenders throughout my two days on the Party Deck… if only I was there more often.