It all started when local friends of ours let us know they could get us good tickets. We went together, only to realize we were sitting 2 rows above the Baltimore Orioles' clubhouse (🤯). Despite the risk of rain, we arrived early, were able to snuck in the (folded) stroller, and sat in our seats.
It was incredible to see the level of talent and athleticism in person, live in the stadium. The speed at which the pitchers throw the ball is incomprehensible, especially taking into account the distance and precision they need to reach the zone. And the ability of a batter to analyze a pitch and try to hit the ball is a real feat.
But the highlight came when our star Gunnar Henderson absolutely blew the roof off Camden Yards with that second-inning grand slam, turning a 1–1 nail-biter into a 5–1 Orioles party and you could feel the sweep-avoiding energy flip instantly. And the fact that slam was Gunnar’s 50th career homer just made it feel like one of those “we’re watching a superstar era” nights for O’s fans.
Grateful to have seen and witnessed it, along with seeing our ace Corbin Burnes shoving for seven sharp innings. It felt like Boston never really had a way back into the game.
“We want a little 82-year old granny to come in the morning to have her coffee. If the place ends up being Instagram-cool, okay, sure. But the goal isn’t Instagram, the goal is the granny. If granny comes, the rest will come.”
À propos of nothing: I can confirm that tourists have started traveling back to Paris.
In the second half of the summer last year, it was mostly Europeans (Italians and Spaniards, predominantly.) This time around, the number of overseas US visitors is skyrocketing by the day!
