It’s hot in Durham. Like 81 degrees on March 15 hot. Yesterday it hit 84 at Raleigh-Durham International Airport. Which should be called Durham-Raleigh International Airport, but that’s a topic for another post. Back to the weather. Apparently, it’s hot in a lot of other places as well. And that can only mean one thing. Baseball. And here in the Bull City, that means the Durham Bulls. The sad thing is, the Bulls don’t take the field for another three weeks. Three weeks!
Three weeks to wait for Wool E. Bull. Three weeks to wait for the Blue Monster. Three weeks to wait for the Foothills Beer Garden and some of the best AAA baseball out there. Sometimes I miss the excitement of the major leagues. The superstars, the stadiums, the ESPN hoopla. But I can catch a game here and there easily enough. Maybe I’ll make a trip up to Nationals Park in D.C. or Camden Yards in Baltimore. Traveling with my better half to her conference in San Francisco? It’s not too tough to make time to hit a Giants/Rockies game. But those are what we’d file under “special occasions”. For the sheer ease of strolling up to the ticket window and grabbing a ticket, heading up the stairs for some food and a drink, and settling into my seat without even dropping $20, nothing beats the joy of AAA baseball.
I’ve been lucky enough to have seen Carl Crawford, Rocco Baldelli, Delmon Young, Jorge Cantú, David Price, B.J. Upton, Evan Longoria, Ben Zobrist, James Shields, and loads of other quality players up close and personal at Durham Bulls Athletic Park. I’m eager to see who will be the next guy to catch the eye and end up a star in the Majors. And to watch some Sumo Wrestling whilst sipping a cold one. See you at the ballpark.