In my previous post, I described my mini-ordeal of trying to
buy an Orioles ticket from their box office.
Well, yesterday was the game for which I bought the ticket.
Because it was considered a “premium” game, (meaning it was
a “premium” opportunity for price gouging), I decided to get a “cheap seat,” in
the upper deck. Not that $38 for what it
usually a $20 upper deck seat is really “cheap,” mind you, but it was better
than the alternative of spending $50 to sit where I usually do, in the left
field club seats.
Because I’m also slowly but surely redecorating my apartment
with canvas art, made from my own photos, I figured this would be a good
opportunity to get a good shot of Camden Yards.
It was a 4:00 game, so that meant I needed to get down to my
pre-game watering hole, The Bullpen, by 2:00.
Because I suspected it would be a crowded game, I actually got there even
earlier, around 1:40. I should have made
it 1:00, because the place was packed. Being a VIP has its advantages, but securing a
seat isn’t one of them. But I managed to
weasel my way into a seat at the back of the bar.
I didn’t find any gap-toothed honeys to talk to, but I did find myself
among a group of guys about my age, who were on a multi-stadium tour. They were also going to see games in
Pittsburgh, Cleveland, Detroit and Chicago.
As a veteran of 3 of those 4 parks, I inserted myself into their
conversation, hoping to leave them with the impression that not all Baltimore
fans are numbskulls.
No, it was fun. I enjoy
meeting people over the shared love of sports, and we spent a good hour
shooting the breeze about the relative merits of different ballparks. After the guys wandered off to have a look
around The Yard, I ended up talking to a 25-year old kid from Cleveland, who
was sitting beside me. Poor kid… only
25, and he already thinks he knows from suffering. If he continues to follow the Browns and
Indians, he has much more agony to look forward to.
I didn’t stay at The Bullpen as long as I usually do; there
was a promotion going on at the ballpark.
It was Wild Bill Hagy Hat Giveaway Day.
If you don’t live in Baltimore, I’m sure you don’t know who
Wild Bill Hagy is, so I’ll explain. Wild
Bill was a Super-Fan, back in the Memorial Stadium days. He was a burly, wild-bearded cab driver from
Dundalk, who would get loaded on the Budweiser he brought to the game with him,
(back when you could still do that), and lead Section 34 in the “O-R-I-O-L-E-S”
chant. It was kind of like doing the
YMCA, only with more leg action.
Anyway, he was a legend around here, up to and after the day
he died. So with the Orioles celebrating
their 60th anniversary this year, they decided to honor their most
infamous fan, by giving away facsimile hats.
The hats were to go to the first 20,000 fans, and because I was
expecting a pretty full house, I wanted to make sure I didn’t get frozen
out. All was well though… I got my hat,
and it just barely fit. (I was
surprised, not many one-size-fits-all hats will fit over this giant Bluz
noggin.) They seemed to fit everyone
else though…
I ended up sitting on an aisle, beside a 40-something year
old blonde, with whom I conversed on and off during the game. She was tiny; couldn’t have been more than 4’11”,
and it looked like about a quarter of her body weight was accounted for in
boobage. Not that I have a problem with
that… she just had to be real careful when eating peanuts. Had to make sure she didn’t drop any shells
down there.
The game was good enough… the Orioles won big, 10-3, mostly off
of three home runs. But my primary
objective was to get a decent ballpark shot.
I took pictures at various times throughout the game, hoping that one
would be acceptable.
In retrospect, I should have adjusted my picture size from
4:3 ration to 16:9, (or in other words, wider.) Anyway, I’ll show you the best three, ask you
what you think.
Shot 1
Took this one from my seat.
Not crazy about the 2 heads at the lower left foreground. I could probably photoshop them out, but when
the shot is blown up for framing, I’m afraid the evidence will be visible. I like the action though, with the pitcher in
motion. I also like the shadow on the
field, which looks to me like “old time baseball.”
Shot 2
Also from my seat, and again with the big head at the lower
left. And if I crop the bottom, I’d also
crop out the batter at home plate. Don’t
like that you can’t see any of the left field seats. I do like that you can see the ball on the
way to the plate. And the shadows.
Shot 3
For this one, I got up and moved a couple sections down. No heads, good shadows, pitcher in windup,
can see left field stands, but not right.
Definitely needed a wider shot.
But, I think this is the best of the lot.
So what do you think?
Which of these three would make the best frame-able shot? Or should I try again with a wider angle?
Director's DVD Commentary: Gah! I totally forgot to mention that right next door to Camden Yards, this weekend, the Ota-kon convention is going on, celebrating Japanese pop culture and animation. Going to and from The Yard was like passing through Freak Central. With all the people dressed in costume, I saw more girls wearing heavy makeup and bunny ears than you'd find at Hef's Grotto.
Director's DVD Commentary: Gah! I totally forgot to mention that right next door to Camden Yards, this weekend, the Ota-kon convention is going on, celebrating Japanese pop culture and animation. Going to and from The Yard was like passing through Freak Central. With all the people dressed in costume, I saw more girls wearing heavy makeup and bunny ears than you'd find at Hef's Grotto.
4 comments:
I agree. Shot 3 is the best with the windup and batter poised.
"Boobage"? at 4'11'? How did she remain upright?
Don't ya know Mrs. N. Weebuls wobble but they don't fall down!!!!!!!!!!!!
This one had sufficient counter-weight behind her, to keep her upright.
Thank you and Rik for the physics lesson.
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