America and baseball....

I can't really say this is my favorite baseball field. Sea of Serenity Field is a little pockmarked and dusty. The astroturf is nearly non-existent. It's a long drive, just a bit out of the way, but hey...parking is never a problem! And the bleu cheesy nachos...out of this world!

Major Tom did a nice job singing a rousing, yet eerie, version of our National Anthem before the home team Asteroids and the visiting Comets took the field. And what a treat...that old Soviet Yuri Gagarin, still kicking, threw the ceremonial first pitch! It was high and wide...missed George Jetson's mitt by a mile or so. At least he didn't try to bean him...maybe detente really did work.

It's very much a hitters park...in fact every ball that was hit this particular night went into orbit...literally! They have a nickname for home plate at this field...The Launch Pad. Some of the youngsters watching the game scrambled to get the foul balls and they were gone for hours. Both teams relied heavily on their relief pitchers.

The lunar rover was busy most of the game ferrying the pitchers from the bullpen to the mound. I'll bet you will never guess who was driving the rover. I'll give you three tries at it.

Andy Williams? Nope. He sang Moon River, but never drove Moon Rover. Don Ameche? Wrong again. He starred in Moon Over Miami, not Moon Rover I'm Driving. The Reverend Sun Myung Moon? Not a prayer's chance. He's the head Moonie and probably has never, ever driven anything. He was your last guess.

The driver of the lunar rover was none other than John "Blue Moon" Odom. He can still bring it...and bring it he did that night...at least six or seven times.

For this night game it was chilly with a strong wind blowing out towards Mare Undarum, or as the locals call it, the Sea of Waves. The temperature was three or four hundred below zero... you can see that I followed my wife's advice and dressed warmly...she's so wise. I don't know what a space cadet like me would do without her.

Woodman, talk about a hitters park - makes Colorado look like nothin. No such thing as a curve or sinker and a change must look like BP. I think any records set would require ****. By the way, what happens to a ball hit directly off the plate - it may not come down in our lifetime.

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Originally posted by gotwood4sale:
I can't really say this is my favorite baseball field. Sea of Serenity Field is a little pockmarked and dusty. The astroturf is nearly non-existent. It's a long drive, just a bit out of the way, but hey...parking is never a problem! And the bleu cheesy nachos...out of this world!

It's OK if you like staged photos.

Of course, the truth is that this photo was taken in a sound stage in Houston. Notice the lack of stars in the background.

;-)

Yeah...I counted fifty or so stars. They weren't in the background...that's true.

And of course it was staged...I was told to look grim. Usually I have a ready smile. It wasn't pleasant wearing that suit on a hot and humid Houston summer afternoon.

What can I say?