Batter Bing Batter Boom.
The Clippers started their season with every gear in full throttle resulting in a nice 17-4 win over the Indians.
As I sat there on the second floor bar stool made of classic oak, the sun perched over Huntington Park, with images of fable Roman Coliseum glory, a 1940's Clipper fan asked me to do the wave. It was successful to say the least. Despite the temperatures being somewhere in the 30's, fans showed up enthused and exhausted trying to find little warm hot spots to soften the numbness of their texting hands. The build up was intoxicating while the breeze of winters chill lingered as the new November nine trotted out to play ball.
If shaking off rust is one thing, than polishing your skills is overwhelming. Foul balls literally almost hit the Clippers fan girls. Potential supporters arrived later with hot cappachino-in-hand politely asking those in the wrong seats to move and disturb team mascots. The 3rd floor patio was buzzing with excitement familiarly similar to Ohio State game day, with expectations not seen by many, but realized through the competitive nature that is baseball.
Even after two innings, fans got a sense, of how high this team can soar.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Ahh, The Smell of Baseball
Ahh, The Smell of Baseball
With Spring comes new beginnings. A chance to rejuvenate old memories of playing catch, working in the yard, and getting rid of the ghostly shadow from dreary winter months.
Baseball, America's pastime, brings new life to a season with high hopes and expectations. It allows us to remember the sweet smell of spring air at the ball park, and the stomach aches of poorly cooked hot dogs. While Huntington Park is only in its second year, the Columbus Clipper's are ready to continue a season of great aspirations-well it can't be worse than last season right?
Familiar faces will be shown as its time to "take me out to the ball game", but having a beautiful stadium in the midst of let downs from a season ago may not take away from the crack of a slugger bat or organ music filling the stadium. It's time to play ball.
The Columbus Clippers will throw out the first pitch against the Indianapolis Indians a week from today, and expectations of the team couldn't be bleaker. After sufferrinng one of the worst seasons in team history, the air of possiblity remains outgoing. Manny Acta's first year with the Indians only indicates a thin line of this teams potential.
Now on the mound Mike Sarbaugh.
With Spring comes new beginnings. A chance to rejuvenate old memories of playing catch, working in the yard, and getting rid of the ghostly shadow from dreary winter months.
Baseball, America's pastime, brings new life to a season with high hopes and expectations. It allows us to remember the sweet smell of spring air at the ball park, and the stomach aches of poorly cooked hot dogs. While Huntington Park is only in its second year, the Columbus Clipper's are ready to continue a season of great aspirations-well it can't be worse than last season right?
Familiar faces will be shown as its time to "take me out to the ball game", but having a beautiful stadium in the midst of let downs from a season ago may not take away from the crack of a slugger bat or organ music filling the stadium. It's time to play ball.
The Columbus Clippers will throw out the first pitch against the Indianapolis Indians a week from today, and expectations of the team couldn't be bleaker. After sufferrinng one of the worst seasons in team history, the air of possiblity remains outgoing. Manny Acta's first year with the Indians only indicates a thin line of this teams potential.
Now on the mound Mike Sarbaugh.
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