How can you not love going to a baseball game? Outside. Spring weather. Excitement of the crowd.
They say Philadelphia’s Citizens Bank Park resembles an “old time” ballpark, but it’s ginned up the ying-yang with electronic accouterments! There are electronic screens or digital signs nearly everywhere!
We were joined by my friend Barry. We were very close in the late 70s. It was great to see him and talk through much of the game. I am astounded we never discussed politics–not once.
The Phils went to a quick lead 7-1 and then imploded! At least we had cheesesteaks and funnel cakes.
We dropped Barry off in Center City then headed into “Old City” to pick-up I-95. It’s a thriving neighborhood. Lots of people were outside on the street or in cafes. i like seeing that. As a nocturnal animal it’s one reason city life has always appealed to me.
We’re back at the hotel now. Tonight it’s Helaine’s neighborhood reunion. Neither of us has any idea who will be there and how it will go. She is worried.