My Budde and Me!

Yesterday I attended a Singles Activity at the Salt Lake Bees Game with my friend Heidi. Although we felt really young, we had a fabulous time and really enjoyed eating the Hot Dogs. Our seats were down pretty close to the field, along the 3rd base line.


Although the weather was pretty chilly at first, it got much warmer as we sat in the sun.

These are Heidi's Arms, showing off her last tan line from the game two weeks ago. Her goal was to get rid of it and I think she managed. We both got pretty burned.
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Two weeks ago at the game against Portland we decided that player #6, the catcher, Ryan Budde, is our favorite player. (Mainly because we love screaming his name.) After today's game, we are seriously considering starting an official Budde Fan Club.

Besides watching the game and looking out for foul balls (several got hit to our section), we found plenty of different ways to entertain ourselves. Let me introduce you to one of them. Below is a picture of "Triple B." He was one of the players for Fresno that sat on a chair most of the game and then occasionally helped warm up the outfield. At first we referred to him as Butt Ball Boy. This is why: he always had two baseballs in his back pockets and never pulled them out, yet he spent most of the time sitting. That can't be comfortable! Maybe he really didn't want his butt to be attractive. Apparently that is what a lot of women go to the games for.

Triple B. aka Butt Ball Boy. Definitely not attractive!

Overall, it was an exciting game and the Bees managed a win in 10 innings. I'm glad that they were able to score because my behind was beginning to feel like Triple B's looked. Apparently there are no ties in baseball. Like Quittich, they keep on playing until someone catches the snitch. Or in the case of baseball.... until someone finally scores.

Other Exciting Aspects of the Game:

• The Fresno Coach got kicked out of the game. It sure would be nice if they did closed captioning on the screen so that we could see what he was saying. He sure used a lot of big arm movements though. I wonder if they do that on purpose for more dramatics.


• There was a marriage proposal. I guess with it being a Singles Activity, that shouldn't surprise me. But the exciting part was that the happy couple was sitting on the same row, only a few seats over.


• I got bought a drink. And when I say drink, I mean a bottled water. A nice gentleman on our row went out for food and asked if we wanted anything. To my surprise, he gave me a water. I was extremely grateful, especially because they only had cans of pop at lunch (and me don't like pop).


• There was a broken bat. It was pretty exciting, but last game we saw two.

After watching a three hour game of baseball, Heidi and I came up with a few questions.

• Why do coaches of baseball wear a uniform. You don't see football coaches on the sidelines dressed in shoulder pads and tight pants (although that would be a sight to see) and basketball coaches don't wear basketball shorts. They don't even wear hats with their team logo on it.


• Why did the Fresno players wear sweatshirts for the San Francisco Giants. Can they not afford their own team's logo?


• Why do baseball players spit so much? Some of them seem to have it down to an artistic form.


• And finally.... How comfortable is it sitting in a plastic chair with baseballs in your back pocket?

Enquiring Minds Want to Know!