Pic of the Week
Detroit’s Ivan “Pudge” Rodriguez hits a double in Monday night’s game against the Oakland A’s.
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Monday night, I went to a Major League Baseball game for the first time since I was eight, give or take a year. Last week two co-workers planned to go and offered to grab a ticket for me. I’m not wild about the game, but this being my first trip with my new department, I figured it was a good way to get to know some of the new crew. Plus, I can enjoy any event that gives me an outlet to use my camera without looking like a complete photo geek.
Our seats were the first row behind the visiting team’s bullpen (that’s where the pitchers hang out and stay loose during the game).
This next shot is of Jason Grilli, a pitcher who has appeared 16 times this season for the Detroit Tigers. He was walking straight at us, and my camera’s autofocus was hunting a lot. I think his right shoulder (not your right) is pretty sharp.
Two women a couple rows behind us flirted with him throughout the game. One, apparently recently divorced, seemed reluctant to go through with her friends’ plans of getting her “back on the horse.” Or, as in this case, the Tiger. Nevertheless, when Grilli offered her his room key wrapped in a note, delivered by a security guard, she accepted. At least, that’s what we were pretty sure she took from the guard’s hand.
So, anyway, we were there for pro baseball, not some other form of debauched tomfoolery.
I took some pics, ate (I didn’t say “enjoyed”) a Big Dog and popcorn, and knocked the rust off my knowledge of the game’s rules. I was disappointed that nobody tried to steal a base. The only name I recognized was Piazza, and I got a picture of his name and his ass to prove it. (But not his name on his ass, which would be a whole different, umm… ball game.)
My favorite series was of the guy watering the dirt before the game. I’ve always enjoyed backlit water spray against a dark background. Here’s a sample.
The rest of the game was too dark for my meager lenses and archaic in-camera noise-reduction to handle to my satisfaction. Sometimes I feel saddled by five-year-old digital technology because in low-light situations I could pull out a roll of 400 ISO (ASA) film and get much better results than I do with my D100. Or a much newer, and much less expensive, D50 or D40. Meh. I make do.
We had fun and enjoyed the cool air blowing in off the San Francisco Bay. Although I can’t recall now, I’m sure it’s better than the weather we had in Houston the last time I saw a professional baseball game live.