Ba-Da-Bing….Cha-Ching is King
Rockies vs Red Sox Game One
This game was the “Blogging Without Borders” game with Dr Rocker of the MLBlog:
In reality this was more of an experiment, you know just to see what it would be like to blog about the other’s team.
The first thing I discovered is that it’s not easy to put on another team’s colors. Secondly I was confused as how to write this entry. I wondered whether I should stick to my routine or try to adapt the “DR’s” style of writing,….. but that’s easier said than done.
The Dr is a bright guy and his entries are deep, thoughtful, witty and well written. Sometimes when I read the Dr’s blog I feel like I’m listening to Dennis Miller back in the day when he did football broadcasts.
A bit over my head and I spend more time trying to figure out what he’s saying than actually listening to what he’s saying.
Dr I mean that with full respect. I just can’t do your style, you do it much better.
So, I backed out of the jersey swap at the last minute. The thought of wearing Red Sox attire bothered me so much I had trouble sleeping the night before. As much as I wanted to do this “for the sake of doing it”, the jersey swap wasn’t happening.
Truth be told I despise the Red Sox. I hate the smug attitudes of some of their fans. I hate the vibe of Coors Field when the Red Sox fans are in town. I hate the color Red. I hate the way Yukillus stands at the plate when he bats. I hate the fact that when the Red Sox fans cheer “Let Go Red Sox” it’s as loud or louder than the Rockies fans.
This entry is one of the hardest entries I’ve written to date.
Ok with that said…Here we go..Red Sox ..Here we go.
This Rox/Sox rematch is always a battle of the fans in my opinion. The mighty Red Sox fans who habitate in Colorado and for one reason or another can’t make it back to the promise land of Boston to support their team make their mighty presence known by taking over Coors Field for three games.
I showed at the Rockpile Gates at my normal time and a mob of eager, baseball hungry Red Sox fans were way ahead of me.
The line for batting practice was insane as the red shirts showed up to support the Red Sox on the road. It almost seemed as if it was organized?
I’m positive the high numbers weren’t for the free Rockies promotional hat that was handed out at the gates.
Once I was situated in the pavilion a dude named Alex came up and introduced himself.
Alex said after he read my blog he discovered it wasn’t like that at all and he liked it. Thank you Alex. Alex was at BP today trying to snag his first BP homer on the fly. I mentioned that today could be slim pickins as the pavilion was packed..But you never know.
The fact that I was sitting at 99 baseballs wasn’t on my mind at all because with the crowd I was sure I’d be shut out today and I was ok with that.
Photo by Joy
As baseballs were hit and would roll to a stop, his son would pick them up and toss them to the fans in the outfield.
This father son moment was one of the top five things I’ve witnessed during batting practice. Props to you “Big Papi” for living up to your name. I do believe you “Get it”.
It’s fun to be around and watch when players “Get it”.
Photo by Joy
I was standing close to them for part of batting practice and decided to take a chance and move back a few rows. Within minutes of switching places one of the Red Sox hit a screamer which I thought was going to sail way over my head.
Instead I was able to reach up high, lean back and the milestone ball landed perfectly in my glove.
All I could think of was “I did it”. Then I yelled out “Yeaaaah 100 baby” I’m not sure why I did that but it felt damn good at the time. I had to take a look back at my pictures but to the best of my knowledge it was this Red Sox players BP homer that helped me reach the 100 mark.
Number 60 left fielder Daniel Nava. Thanks Daniel.
If you look at this picture in a mirror it would say 100.
Within a few minutes of that snag I was back standing beside Jim and Joy. A nameless BP homer was hit and was cruising toward our section.. I located it, followed it, and then realized I really didn’t have to move to snag this one.
I held up my glove and the ball hit the pocket square.
Immediately after I caught it I realized I was standing right beside Jim and that it was his glove directly under mine. So in actuality, had I not put up my glove Jim would have owned that ball.
I immediately gave him the ball as it should have been his.
Sorry Jim,…. the truth is I didn’t even see you. My eyes were on that ball. Jim was totally cool about it. Nice to visit with you both, sorry I totally spaced taking a picture of you.
Dr Rocker showed up during batting practice to say “hey” and officially kick this “Blogging Without Borders” thing off.
After batting practice I headed over to the Rockies dugout because I wanted to talk to Alanna Rizzo. I had heard that recently she had been hit in the head with a baseball during practice. As I was waiting to talk to Alanna I overheard her mention to someone else that she had been clocked in the head not once but twice in the last couple of weeks.
When it was my turn, I said “Hi Alanna, I’m D The Rockpile Ranter, I caught my 100th baseball during batting practice today and I wanted to give it to you”.
I said “I’m not going to tell you” (Actually, at that point I wasn’t exactly sure who hit me the homerun ball).
Alanna then said, “Well thank you very much, are you sure you want to do that…Why?
I explained that I felt bad that she had been hit in the head with a baseball and I hoped this would make her feel better….That was that.
I always give luv to the FSN Rocky Mountain crew for a couple of reasons.
1. I like ’em and think they do a good job.
2. Maybe someday the luv will be reciprocal as far as the Rockpile Rant is concerned…
Remember Alex? (the dude I had met in the pavilion earlier). Alex walked up to me excitedly and let me know that he had finally snagged his elusive batting practice homer on the fly.
Imagine that, even with all the Red Sox fans packed in the pavilion like little red sardines, the man did what he set out to do and nailed that snag.
Props to you Alex…As I’ve mentioned here before, the addiction starts now.
Here are the Red Sox pre-game pictures .
As I took pictures of the Red Sox players and their fans I hate to admit it but I think I started to understand the long distance Red Sox fan’s mentality. I’m fortunate because I attend over forty games a year and get to watch the Rockies warm-up all the time. It’s routine for me.
Red Sox fans seemed grateful for every second spent watching their team before the game stretch, goof around and play catch.
Here are my Red Sox game pictures.
Jon Lester gives up only one hit in six innings with six strikeouts..Nice Job!
Click HERE for video of Jon’s performance.
Brat with a reddish view…
Say what you want about his shaky batting average Clint Barmes can work that shortstop position. I know he doesn’t have close to Tulo’s arm but the dude is instinctive and extremely athletic.
Check out Clint’s game ending play to give the Rockies the win in this game one rematch at Coors Field with a final score of 2-1.
Coors Field was bump’n. Red Soxs fans who paid big bucks to see their teams winning streak continue were left silent. Leaving Coors Field a loser is a strange concept to the BoSox.
This is a talented team, that’s part of why I hate them so much. They play hard because their fans expect no less. Boston has a fanbase that is scattered all over the country and willing to travel to support their team.
For the Red Sox players it’s like always playing in front of the home crowd. That can be good and bad.
Colorado Rockies fans celebrated like it was game one of the 2007 World Series with a different ending. I wonder if a win like this or possibly taking the series from the Red Sox could change the Rockies Mojo?
Our players are healing, and I gotta feel’n.
I’m “D” The Rockpile Ranter. Rockies fan extraordinaire who cares.
I did like I said and I tried it Red.