I had high hopes walking around the outside of Minute Maid Park that the Rockies would be able to pull out a win Monday night. They were down 2-1 in the season series versus the Astros and I wanted to tie the series.
Not to be.
I was pleasantly suprised walking towards the third base gates when from out of the distance I hear “Tom?” Normally it’s not unheard of me to think I hear Tom, but it’s usually someone saying mom and I ignore it. Today’s Tom was actually meant for me and I was lucky enough to meet the Rockies/Astros blogger Kylie. The Blake Street Blogger herself was decked out in a Holliday Rockies shirt and ready for the boys to win.
After the game I realized I had not taken a picture with Kylie, so this is a must do at tonight’s game.
I did manage to get a picture with a weird looking statue of Biggio. Or at least I think it was Biggio. They were intense looking statues but I had to offer a hand.
I’m sorry but this statue just looked scary. Reminded me of the faces in Indiana Jones the Lost Ark when they faces are melting off and they turn to skeletons.
A really nice usher, Ozzy and I stopped to talk to, gave us all the info and maybe not publicized info about the park. I appreciated it and would not mention his name here because he may have said some info the management would not want out. Nothing serious, but most appreciated as a visiting fan on a low budget.
I had a good feeling for the outside of the park and I was ready to check out what Minute Maid had to offer.
We had great seats for the game and extended the offer to hang out to Kylie. Any Rockies fan in enemy territory is automatically a Rocky Mountain Way favorite, except for one pretentious idiot who will go unnamed here, who thinks he must be a gift to the Rockies. I pointed him out to Kylie and she agreed his comments were not the coolest. Oh well there’s always one.
I tried to get Todd Helton to sign my photo and would have been able to had an usher not come over and backed me up. Oh well, I pointed it out to him and told him there was a copy at Coors if he did not already have it. Don Baylor was cool enough to put his signature on the team ball. Space is running out, but the team ball is impressive at this point.
Cook was on the mound for the Rockies and didn’t pitch all that bad. Matter of fact he should have won the game. A few hits a few feet here or there and runs score. He pitched well and I was sad to see him get the loss.
Aaron Cook by Tom Walsh
Oswalt was on the mound for the Stros and although he had seven strikeouts he put seven men on. I wouldn’t say he had his A-game but he did what he had to getting the win.
Roy Oswalt by Tom Walsh
I’m beginning to not like Carlos Lee. El Cavallo hit a two run homer to up the score to 4-1.
Carlos Lee by Tom Walsh
This train is supposed to make it’s way across the stadium after a homerun but it did not. Maybe with the recession they had to lay off the conductor or fuel prices are too high to get it across? I was ready to catch it moving, but it just stood there.
Minute Maid Express by Tom Walsh
The Rockies would make some poor defensive plays and strand too many runners on base.
A familiar story and with a sad ending. As I sat up and readied myself to leave the stadium I turned back and looked down. Some Astro fan had been nice to leave me $25 on the floor. Maybe they felt bad and wanted to refund any money I had spent. At least it was a free night at the ballpark.
Bejeweled by Tom Walsh
Notice two players were holding the jewels? Common reaction from other men, sympathetic gesture to the hurt man.
Headed out to game two. Go Rox!!
The weather was perfect for a game and beforehand I should have known it was going to be a great day.
Standing on the sidelines, I was watching batting practice with a father and son. The son Josh was attending his first baseball game and his father Dave was a class act who was more than happy to show his son the ropes. Standing there I realized the kid could, with his attitude, score big time today in the free ball department. So a few tricks later and some mild coaching and whatdya know. The kid has his first official ball in hand.
For the first time at the ballpark, the kid scored monumentally. Not only did he get his first ball, but he was smart enough to ask Ian Stewart for a picture. Stewart would go on to hit two homeruns, one being a grand slam. Autographs galore, pictures and his first ball, I should have known this was going to be good. I also had Stewart sign my team ball and he only signed about seven autographs before his warmup so I was very lucky. Come to think of it, maybe the team ball gave him some luck…
And I’m not sure whether it was just my great conversation or the skills I imparted to his son, but Dave from Long Island was cool enough to buy me a beer. Thanks Dave. It hit the spot and it was great talking some old Mets memories with ya. I hope your boy takes you to show- and-tell so you can explain to all his friends the day he had!
Dave, his son Josh and yours truly
I even got Todd Helton to sign the team ball although my pen was dead so it had to be sharpie. Unfortunately my team ball has become a mixture of sharpie and pen, but oh well. There was one main autograph I was dying to get. I took a picture of Dexter Fowler, our crazy talented rookie, and knew it was another “hang on the wall” worthy photo. Again this is a photo of a photo so not the greatest quality, but you can check it out. Notice the pitchers eyes as he’s in his windup and Dex is taking off to steal. I love this photo.
Dex liked it too and took a long look at it. Maybe, in his Major League infancy he has not seen a photo of himself yet. If this was his first, then I’d be proud to say it was a good one. With the photo autographed, I told Dex I’d see him in Atlanta. He was happy to hear and said he’d see me there.
So I added Todd and Ian to the team ball and got another keepsake one a kind photo signed, the day was starting out perfect.
Poor Carlos Lee-Poor Astros Rockies Open Up A Can and Take the First Game 12-1
Carlos Lee would end up getting heckled pretty good being in left field. I give the guy props though. As the fans were chanting Carlos, Carlos he went along with it putting his hands up in the air and swaying back and forth
Carlos Lee by Tom Walsh
It had me cracking up and for the most part the heckling was pretty tame. There was one idiot who was obviously drunk, wearing a throwback football jersey (always a baseball game must) who felt he needed to yell some incredibly stupid stuff. Sorry Carlos for that guy-he was an idiot.
“El Cabballo” had a rough day as did the rest of the team. The Astros would touch up Ubaldo Jimenez for a few hits early, but that was it. Ubaldo would pitch seven shut-out innings and leave with another win in the bag.
The Astros had some opportunities to get some runs and at least make it a game, especially this guy who had em loaded and couldn’t do anything.
Kaz Matsui by Tom Walsh
It was weird seeing Kaz Matsui, an integral part of the ’07 run, in an Astros uniform, but he chose to take the bigger contract. He had some bad defensive plays at second, but he was able to snag a ball that was hit pretty hard to turn at least one good play. What could have been Kaz, had you not decided to take the money and run?
The big slugger for the Stros, Hunter Pence, didn’t even make a squeak. I’d be fine if I didn’t hear a peep out of him the whole series.
Hunter Pence by Tom Walsh
That pitch blew by for the strike. A lot of pitches blew by for strikes.
This One’s for Jeff
So there are some pictures I take and I have a definite thought in mind. When I saw the wind blowing through this gals hair, I knew it had Jeff and Allen from RSBS all over it. With their love for attractive female broadcasters and their warring over who is the best, I had to add a darkhorse to the mix. This one’s for you Jeff.