We went to a Durham Bulls game last Thursday night.  Not only were they playing my old hometown team, the Rochester Red Wings, it was $1 hot dog, french fries, and popcorn night.  Ding!  We got seats right under the canopy near third base.  Wool E. Bull was there in his prime with his regular run around the bases, tshirt throwing, etc.  I wanted to get a picture with Wool E, but unfortunately the only opportunity that we had was when we had just sat down; he was in the gift shop for picture time.  Boo.  I even wore my special pink Durham Bulls baseball cap.  After looking at the program, I discovered that good ‘ol Wool E. and I share the same birthday.  How dare he try to steal my thunder!!!!  Inviting everyone in Durham to his birthday bash!!! Whatever!

The game itself was pretty uneventful.  The Red Wings were beating the Bulls at the 7th inning by 9 runs.  We left shortly after that.  We had gotten our fill of stadium food, music, and Wool E’s hysterical antics by then.  Which brings me to this interesting article that ran in the News and Observer the day after the game:  Major fun at the minors.  Apparently we aren’t the only ones that don’t go to the baseball game for the game itself.

Posted by Carrie on Sunday, July 1, 2007
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