It far surpassed my expectations and what I'm about to say next might blow your mind: I enjoyed it more than a Tigers game. And I love Tigers games. Even the occasional shouts of "huzzah" couldn't get me down (yes, I still have an aversion to that word).
I'll paint you a picture: olde timey costumes, players ranging in age from 18-70, no mitts (ouch), stopping the game to wave at the passengers whenever the train went by, and here's the nicest part: when my friend and I walked past the announcer, he tipped his hat at us and said, "ladies." I've never felt like more of a lady.
As I was watching the game, I kept thinking, who are these olde timey baseball players? How did they get into it? It fascinates me when people pursue off the beaten path hobbies. If you could be a reenactor, what would you reenact?
As I was watching the game, I kept thinking, who are these olde timey baseball players? How did they get into it? It fascinates me when people pursue off the beaten path hobbies. If you could be a reenactor, what would you reenact?
These players were nice enough to offer their bats to Sarah and I for the picture.
In closing, today is my 7th day in a row of blogging. I figured I'd make it a full week and see how it felt. It was kind of fun! Heaven knows I have plenty to say - unfortunately, not all of it is necessarily blog worthy. I think I'll give you a little break from reading my daily thoughts but who knows... I may miss writing every day and do it again (insert evil laugh here).
