Kristie and I decided to pick up a couple of $4 lawn seats to watch our local minor league baseball team, the Orem Owlz duke it out with the something-or-other Voyagers. It was really fun and made me nostalgic for the “America’s Favorite Pastime” that I feel like I never knew.
I gotta hand it to these organizations, there isn’t a thing they won’t do to entertain fans and lure new ones. Tonight, for example, they let fans down onto the field after the game and projected a movie for all to watch. Besides the fact that they picked the laughable “National Treasure 2,” it was a blast.
We got 9 innings, plus two hours of solid entertainement…for $4 each!
Well–until you factor in parking ($2…seriously?), hotdogs (c’mon it’s a ballgame!), drinks (half price with stolen bases), dessert (who can resist Dippin’ Dots?) and kettle corn for the film (think: theatre prices).
Ah well, I’m proud to support the local club.
