We got to the game early in hopes of getting a baseball signed, and Joe Saunders kindly assented. The interaction between the fans and the players was a pretty good show, like this one between Wood and a fan.
Weaver came over to the rail and signed stuff for people for about 10 minutes before the game. There was a guy waving a framed photo of Nick that he was trying to get every Angel to sign. It looked like he had a lot of signatures by the time he started waving it at Weav while he was signing caps and balls for the kids. There weren't a lot of kids at the game yet, so he may have managed to get most of them.
The owner of the pink hat sat beside me. She was very cute and there with a date, so I didn't get her picture.
I regret to say that I couldn't catch the interaction between Napoli and two very attractive non-cougars (they looked about 25) who had had a little bit of work done (amusing understatement) which amused him and the rest of the dugout; he made eye contact with the ladies, grinned and disappeared, and then one by one the entire dugout peeked out and cracked up. Naps kept popping back up for another look, grinning like mad. At one point there was the funniest combination of guilt and enjoyment on his face that made several people laugh at him and shout, "Shame on you." I don't think he heard. The older lady in front of us got a text message from her husband asking if the girls were in her section so if you saw the game you saw these girls. The guy behind me, old enough to be their grandpa, described them as HOT. My camera is big and has a big lens, so it's hard to be sneaky.
Rivera checking out the ladies.
I spared you the front view of several cougars, two of whom looked good from a distance but when they sat right in our section they were scary, skanky females. There might not be enough beer in the world.
Napoli is Not Interested.
Lackey pitching to the second batter:
The third inning was the most interesting.
Quinlan on third, waiting for K-Mo to hit a home run. Terry Evans had already scored on a wild pitch by Millwood.
Which he did.
After the third inning it was kind of quiet, except for Trevor Bell's adventure with the broken bat.
Gary Matthews jr. started tossing candy or bubble gum to the kids around the 7th inning, and the kid in front of us (about 10) had collected two foul balls. Greedy little sucker tried to muscle his way in front of the younger kids to get more. His dad did not discourage him, although he did accuse me of being a school principal after I confiscated the second beach ball. (I got tired of getting whacked on the back of my head.) The crowd booed me, but they didn't send any more my way. I acknowledged them by tipping my cap.
After the game we were treated to the Army parachute jump.
Love the pirate flag.
Then we sat through the rally, parts of which were pretty good but the final impression was that it was a mediocre party. They had Bobby Grich and Clyde Wright, but no Timmy Salmon. Wright was funny but every time the Red Sox were mentioned the booing from the stands was so loud and long that we missed a lot of the interviews.
These guys all clean up really nice, and I wish I had a decent picture of Mike Butcher and Gary Matthews, jr because they looked very sharp in their suits.
We got to see that incredible set of stats again:
Izzy and Kendry (I think).
Vladdy waving at the crowd.
I was on the wrong side of the field when the team was leaving, so I had to shoot the video screen to get the rookies and I didn't get them all. I need some help identifying them.
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