Nifty statues out front lend atmosphere. The stadium is very inviting and it was fun to watch the sea of red shirts stream into it at night.
The fans were polite, knowledgeable, and hugely supportive of their Cardinals. Well, they did boo Manny Ramirez of the Dodgers every time he was at the plate, but that's to be expected. The game zipped along great. Two hours in, 9th inning, Dodgers ahead 1-0, when oh no....the Cardinals scored. So, 1-1 we go to the 10th - as Ray says, "Free baseball.". Then 11th, then 12th and frankly it was like a book I can put down and walk away from - I was done. Please, let's skip to the end. Someone, anyone, please score. We walked back to our room and Ray turned on the t.v. - 13th, 14th. He gave up. Read the score the next day - Cards won in the 15th.
St.Louis is one huge advertisement for Budweiser. A Bud Light Lime proved refreshing........aaahhh!
Baseball and writing - pacing and characters, mini-dramas, atmosphere, and a beer if you so desire.
Winners and losers. Home runs and strikeouts.
Here's a poem for Texas baseball:
Hot Streak
bat crack
arcs home run
over beer pop-tops
shaved heads
signal summer baseball
and sno-cones
late afternoon storm
surprises tourists
pavement sizzles
bat crack
arcs home run
over beer pop-tops
shaved heads
signal summer baseball
and sno-cones
late afternoon storm
surprises tourists
pavement sizzles
Joanne
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