Other than losing to the Padres (I hate losing to the Padres), it was a good game and a great day on all kinds of levels. As soon as I arrived in the pavilion and saw those batting cages on the field it was game on baby.
I’ve been waiting for a good snagging day and today was no disappointment.
Ball 1: Within a minute I saw a BP homer hit to the right of me and I was off like herd of turtles.
It bounced off a bleacher back and landed underneath the bleacher. I reached through the gap and grabbed it.
I looked up saw a young guy who would have gotten the ball had I not snagged it and I tossed it up to him.
That guy later said “Thank you Ranter” as he was leaving the pavilion.
Your Welcome Brotha !
The Rockies were hitting All-Star baseballs today and I wanted one.
Ball 2: The next BP homer was again hit to my right. I was running full speed and noticed that the ball was going to hit just below the fence so I swung my glove down and swooped it up so smoothly I didn’t even know it was in my glove until I looked.
I kept that ball because although it was dirty, it was a Yankee Stadium commemorative baseball and a bad-azzz catch.
I had another opportunity at another BP homer to the left of me but I misjudged it and missed it by inches. At that point I removed my sunglasses as they were not helping matters.
Ball 3 was hit to the right of me and it was just a plain old running catch. I gave that ball to a little red head girl who was standing next to her little brother who was already holding a ball.
Ball 4 was hit to the left of me and was another running catch snagged cleanly. It was given to a little boy.
I decided to reposition myself higher up in the pavilion and when ball 5 was hit I ran down a few stairs and caught it cleanly with no competition. I kept it because it was a pretty one with only one hit mark on it.
On my next attempt I hopped over three bleachers and ran left down the row as I figured I was in the perfect row to snag this hit. About halfway down the row I stopped positioned myself for the catch then from my left some dude came into my personal space held up his glove with his left arm and held down my arm with his right arm..
At first I thought we were just stuck from his collision into me, but when I tried to forcibly lift my arm I realized this dude had a tight grip on it.
I was like ” What’s up brotha, you don’t have to cheat, I’d have given your son the ball” .
He told me he wasn’t cheating and that I was the cheater by climbing over the three rows of bleachers to get to this spot.
I told him that was bullsheet and I can run, trip fall all over these bleachers and that’s ok, what isn’t ok is contact or touching/holding someone.
I realized right away you couldn’t tell this guy anything. He was one of those dudes. He was wrong, totally wrong and he knew it. You catch a ball with skill not force.
I also mentioned something like it better not happen again 🙂
This dude was there with his kid and I didn’t feel like continuing to promote his fine example of fatherhood.
Next time I won’t be so nice 🙂
A freggin Rockies fan to boot. I just don’t get it. Anyways, his brilliant block/hold caused us both to miss the ball. I knew dudes like this existed but up until this point I had only met ball whiners. This guy was my first official ball blocker.
Going forward, five snagged baseballs was my best day ever snaggin. There would be no All-Star baseballs for the Ranter today.
While I was on the stairs an Usher came up to me and mentioned she reads the Rockpile Rant and that she really enjoys it. She was very nice and I appreciate when someone tells me that. To find out that people read your blog and then to actually meet those people is very cool. If you’re reading thanks for saying hi and please leave me a comment with your name and I’ll give you proper credit.
Did it start with an “E”?
I always bring a pen for autographs, maybe I should use that same pen to take notes.
After batting practice was over I headed over to the Rockies dugout to again see what I could see. I saw a lot of players warming up.
I busted out my camera and started warming up myself.
Dexter Fowler, a guy who single-handedly is making center field in Coors field look smaller. Props to you brotha for your excellent effort and results in this last home stand.
Todd Helton was out warming up also. Today I had brought two baseballs in case I was able to get more than one.
Usually that means I wouldn’t be able to squeeze that far over so I didn’t even try.
But to my surprise Todd was working his way left and in no time he was just a few feet away from my spot.
I pulled out my baseball and Pentel RSVP pen.
Todd took them both and proceeded to autograph it on the sweet spot.
Thanks Todd I didn’t even have to ask.
How about that? All these years of not being to snag Todd’s autograph and then BAM, twice in two days. Life’s crazy like that.
Here’s a shot of Helton at bat. This picture was taken from the pavilion.
Tulowitzki and Stewart Clint Hurdle and Ryan Spilborghs
Barmes and Hammel More dugout shots
Helton and Baylor
A shot of Dan and Emily during the 7th inning stretch singing “Heeeeey Baby” oooh ahh.
Torrealba was behind the plate.
Going for that out.
A shot of Belisle
I thought for sure we’d take game two but the Rockies lose this one 4-3 to the Padres.
Hagg’n Stats for this game
1 point for showing up.
15 points for 5 snagged balls
2 points for Todd Helton’s autograph.
<—Actual Coors Field crack.
Well my friends, thanks for visiting the Rockpile Rant and remember to just say no to crack.
Photos by the Rockpile Ranter