One more ballpark checked off last night on what now seems like a quest to visit every pro-baseball stadium within a reasonable drive of Boston before the end of the summer. I know that for some readers this might seem like trying to buy gas at every Texaco in the area, but I enjoy it. Anway, if I’m not mistaken, this is the third time this season I’ve seen the hapless Elmira Pioneers (my former home team from my Ithaca/Cornell U days) get their clocks cleaned. Last night: Lynn 9, Elmira 3, although 14-12 on hits means L.O.B. and poor performance with RISP was the name of the game.
It’s a very nice stadium. It’s really a neighborhood park: there are about sixty apartments with views of the field from their balconies, not that anyone was watching, but….
The obligatory Italian sausage with peppers and onions went straight from the grill to the bun and my hand, and the beer selection at least included Sam Adams (hear that Woostah?).
Still to go: Nashua, Manchester, Portland. Pittsfield and Troy are too far away, but if I had a couple of more weeks….
Lynn North Shore Spirit
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