Take Me Out to the Ball Game....

Last night, DH and I went to a baseball game at our local farm team the Grand Prairie AirHogs. Although the game itself was pretty slow, we had a good time. We were there with two other couples, and I think we all enjoyed ourselves.

Apparently QuikTrip Park is only 3 years old. It's quite a nice park, and all the seats were shaded, so that was great! The temp was 100 yesterday, and we would have melted without the shade and a nice breeze.

Moments later, unlucky number 4 got pegged in the rear by the pitcher. (The AirHogs are in black, the El Paso Diablos are in red.) One of the guys we were sitting in front of yelled "Don't rub it" as the batter trotted to 1st base. I asked DH about this, and his opinion was it's ok to rub the area where you've been hit, but you can't cry. Which then elisted "So, if you get hit in the face with a baseball while you're taking photos, you can rub it, but don't cry." So, I put the camera down for a little while. (Good thing to, because a couple of foul balls came close to us.)

After a few innings I felt safe enough to start taking photos again, but only for right handed batters. Those south paws were hitting them right to us!

All in all the game was really quite slow. When we left, at the top of the 8th inning, the score was 3-1 with the AirHogs winning. It was a fun night though, getting to catch up with everyone, and I really loved the family atmosphere at the park. DH and I fully intend to start going to more of these minor league games, as we had just as much as the majors, but for 1/4 of the price. (The pretzels were just as good as well.)