Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Deuces Wild


Gal-pal Sarah and I attended the home opener of the Brooklyn Cyclones on Saturday. The Mets' New York-Penn League affiliate scored twice in the second, third, fourth and seventh innings, beating their (alleged) cross-town rivals, the Staten Island Yankees, 8-2.

It was Sarah's first baseball game since she saw the Blue Jays in their inaugural season at the SkyDome (she thinks). Twenty-five years later, she still remembers the name George Bell. (Nobody remembers his real name, Jorge Antonio Bell Mathey.)

When I have invited Sarah to games in the past, her first question has been, "Will they have WiFi?" Thankfully there was plenty to catch her interest, starting with the play on the field.

The Cyclones hit for a .300 average, with three doubles and a triple. Cyclones catcher Tomas Nido got hit by a batted ball going from first to second. David Palladino, the Yankees starting pitcher, threw a ball into center on a botched pick-off play.

The visiting team juggled some other balls in the field, but only one play was officially scored an error. On the other hand, a relay from the Yankees right fielder to the first baseman beat Nido to the plate by several steps. There were a combined five double-plays.

For all that, Sarah enjoyed most the broken bat that helicoptered out to short, the hot dog race (ketchup won) and the people watching, notably the incredible shrinking man and the teenage boy in the lavender baseball cap, a style otherwise worn only by females. There were decent fireworks after the game.

We rode our bikes to the ballpark, stopping first in Brighton Beach. Sarah got stuffed cabbage at Gastronom Arkadia and a cannoli-like confection next door at Slice Delight. With more planning, the predominantly Russian neighborhood could be a great pre-game activity ... especially since Sarah declared at the end of the evening, "That was fun." She didn't look at her iPhone once!

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