Sunday, July 4, 2010, Chicago USA. The day was hot but not blazing; the people were blue and red in the old stadium. Mike Leake was on the mound. We liked our chances. We never expected the ball to go flying out of Wrigley like Southwest flies from Midway, but it did, and it did again and again and again and again and again and again. Seven of them, three of them by Drew Stubbs and one by some guy named Paul Janish, who was only playing because a certain snubbed All Star first baseman had been thrown out of the game for arguing balls and strikes.
It was really unbelievable to see those baseballs fly out of the ballpark and watch the numbers on the scoreboard go up and up and up. We watched as a few of them off the bats of Stubbs and Miller leave the stadium and bounce on Waveland Avenue. You always see that on television, but it's really great to see in real life. I mean, when your team is the one hitting the bombs. Some Chub$ chump hit two out, too, but that was the extent of their meager offense. The Reds outscored the Chub$ 30-8 in that four game series.
The thing about our seats was the sheer number of beer vendors - sometimes there would be three all bunched up in the aisle and blocking the ballgame. Seriously, it's too much.
Chub$ fans were pretty quiet during the game for obvious reasons. I'd make a note about Mike Leake's greatness right here, but just his names stirs up painful memories of last night's travesty and Caca Cordero.
Here are my previous posts about the trip:
That Toddlin' Town Part 1
That Toddlin' Town Part 2
Other photos from the homerun derby: