Sean and I are going to Philadelphia tomorrow to see the Mets, even though there’s going to be a big crowd and iffy weather. I actually don’t expect to get THAT many balls, and that’s fine. As long as I get three or four, I’ll be happy. Normally, I wouldn’t travel 100 miles for a crowded game without BP, but I’m looking forward to this one because:
I’m also eager to get a look at the new left field wall. During the off-season, the Phillies moved it back and made it taller, and based on the brief glimpses I’ve gotten on TV, it appears that they’ve added a second row of flowers in front of the seats. This will probably make it impossible for me to lean out and use my glove trick.
This photo shows some of the stuff I’m taking to the game, including extra string (in case something happens to the string already tied to my glove), old ticket stubs (for autograph purposes), directions (“NYC to Citizens Bank Park”), two protein bars (Chocolate Deluxe and S’mores), iPod (60 gigs, baby), adapter (so I can play it aloud in the car), two black pens (to label any baseballs that I might happen to snag), two Sharpies (one for the glove trick, one for autographs), two rubber bands (in case one breaks or shoots off my glove), Phillies roster (don’t need one for the Mets because I recognize everyone), etc.
Seeing all this stuff reminds me of yet ANOTHER reason why Yankee Stadium is so difficult: As far as I know, it’s the only ballpark in the majors where you’re not allowed to take a backpack inside.