A Look at My Baseball Collection

I didn’t set out to build a collection of baseballs.

I swear.

It just sort of happened.

I will admit, however, that I definitely possess what I like to call the “collecting gene.” Or, as my wife might call it, the “collecting disorder.”

I like putting together various collections of things that bring me joy, and that happens to include baseballs.

But, like I said, it was never my intention to collect baseballs.

When I first started traveling for this blog back in 2010, the first ballpark that I attended was Frontier Field in Rochester. I had an outstanding time, and it didn’t involve getting a single baseball. Things changed a day later, however, when I visited Falcon Park in Auburn. I arrived well before the gates opened, so I spent some time wandering around the perimeter of the park and taking photos of it from different angles. During batting practice, I was on a grassy area behind the outfield fence when I heard a baseball thud to the ground a short distance from where I stood. I walked over, picked it up and looked at it. A moment later, another ball cleared the fence — so I went to pick it up, too. This continued for the next 30 or so minutes, and I’d gathered up 11 baseballs by the time BP ended.

Looking back, this was the pivotal moment that introduced me to baseball collecting. A gateway experience, if you will.

I wouldn’t categorize myself as rabid when it comes to trying to get baseballs, though. If I’m at a small ballpark, I’ll always walk behind the outfield fence before the game to see if there are any BP balls laying around, but the result won’t make or break my visit. When I enter a park, I’ll sometimes take a look through the outfield seats to see if there are any baseballs that the ushers missed, but I don’t do this every time. And if there’s a sparsely populated seating section that a foul ball might reach during the game, I’ll occasionally spend a bit of time there. When it comes to BP, I don’t tend to spend more than a few minutes actively trying to snag baseballs, though. I’d much rather explore the stadium, especially if I’m visiting for the first time.

All that said, I’ve managed to put together a decent-sized collection of baseballs over the years.

Even though I don’t necessarily go out of my way to acquire baseballs, I absolutely love when I get one. There’s no better souvenir in all of sports, as far as I’m concerned, and whether it’s a home run ball or a random, muddy ball that I found in a puddle outside of a minor league park, it makes me happy.

Every baseball in my collection has a story, but I want to highlight a handful of balls that I find particularly noteworthy.

First, though, some statistics.

My collection currently sits at 202 baseballs. Through the 2018 season, I’ve made 162 ballpark visits — which means that I’ve acquired 1.25 baseballs per visit.

(Last week, I posted a picture of my collection in its 58-quart bin and asked people to guess how many balls were pictured. Big kudos to Bill Adams on Facebook, who actually chose 202!)

Let’s start by breaking down how many balls from each league I’ve acquired, as well as looking at one random ball from each of those leagues so that you can see how they all look.

Major League Baseball: 37

International League: 29

Eastern League: 28

New York-Penn League: 20

South Atlantic League: 10

Can-Am League: 7

Midwest League: 5

Frontier League: 4

Texas League: 4

Carolina League: 3

Pacific Coast League: 3

Northwest League: 1

There are some interesting things of note here. While I have more MLB baseballs than anything else, I’ve snagged most of the 37 at minor league parks. MLB baseballs begin life as game balls, and when they’ve been scuffed up, they become batting practice balls in the big leagues. Eventually, if an MLB batting practice ball hangs around long enough, it gets sent to the minor leagues where it’ll presumably be used until it’s no longer usable. When you look at this photo of most of my MLB balls, it’s pretty clear by their condition which ones I got at MLB ballparks versus MiLB ballparks:

It makes sense that I’ve acquired more baseballs from the International League than from any other of the minor leagues, as I’ve been fortunate to visit 11 of the 14 IL ballparks. The same theory holds true for the Eastern League. That league has 12 ballparks, and I’ve been to 11 of them.

On the other end of the spectrum, I’m always amused when I see my lone Northwest League baseball. That’s because I’ve never even been close to attending a Northwest League game. I managed to find this ball at a Vermont Lake Monsters game, of all places — which, geographically, is about as far from the Northwest League as it gets.

There are a number of other balls in my collection that don’t fit into the above list. I have a total of three balls that are labeled as Minor League Baseball balls, rather than being specific to any one league. Does anyone know when these balls are used? Each minor league has its own official ball, so I’m unsure of what these balls are all about. Here’s one of them:

And I’ve got another four MiLB Practice Balls, which are fairly ugly. Here’s my best one:

I snagged that one back in 2011 when I was at G. Richard Pfitzner Stadium, home of the Carolina League’s Potomac Nationals. I love when baseballs tell a story, and this one definitely does. If you look at the following image …

… you’ll see a series of diagonal lines on the right side of the ball. I found this one in the aluminum bleachers, which have treads to provide grip for people climbing up them. It’s evident that the ball acquired these marks after it was hit into foul territory and skipped off the treads of the bleachers.

Speaking of the MiLB Practice Balls, here’s the worst-looking of my four:

It clearly did battle with a lawnmower and lost:

I’ve also managed to get a pair of NCAA baseballs, despite never attending an NCAA game. I found one of them outside of Lakewood’s FirstEnergy Park in 2012. That ballpark visit was a rainout, but this soggy ball was obviously left behind after the NCAA Mid-Atlantic Regional Tournament, which Lakewood had hosted a few days earlier:

My trips to various independent ballparks have yielded three of the awful Official League balls (sometimes used during BP in indy leagues) that you can buy at any discount sporting goods store …

… as well as one majorly scuffed baseball that isn’t stamped in any way. There’s also the generic Wilson ball that I found during BP at a Washington Wild Things (Frontier League) game in 2014:

Finally, there’s one ball that isn’t from one of the minor leagues. In fact, I can’t tell where it’s from. It’s very difficult to see, but there appears to be a diamond-shaped logo with lettering inside of it. I originally thought the letters read “CCBL,” which might suggest Cape Cod Baseball League, but that league’s logo looks nothing like the one on the ball:

If you’ve got any guesses about what league that baseball might represent, please leave a message in the comments below.

I don’t have any commemorative baseballs, but I do have a couple of Frontier League baseballs that have big logos — including this one:

And speaking of Frontier League balls, I’ve also got a couple that have red and blue stitching like this:

There are a few balls in my collection that have interesting handmade markings. Several minor league teams mark their balls with initials — here are balls from Binghamton and Staten Island:

There’s also a considerable variance in the quality of the baseballs. Condition wise, here’s what I’d call the cleanest and dirtiest of my collection:

Of the baseballs in my collection, only four are game home run balls. I’ve actually snagged six game home run balls over the years, but have given two of them back to the players who hit them.

Here’s a look at the four that remain in my collection.

Jeremy Nowak, Frederick Keys, May 23, 2012:

Tony Caldwell, Greensboro Grasshoppers, May 28, 2013:

Reynaldo Rodriguez, New Britain Rock Cats, April 14, 2014:

Rubi Silva, Sussex County Miners, July 12, 2017:

I’ve also been fortunate to snag 14 foul balls. I have to admit that early on in my travels, I did a sub-par job of documenting who hit some of them. Here are those baseballs, along with what specifics I know.

Batter unknown, at Great Lakes, May 22, 2011:

Batter unknown, at West Michigan, May 23, 2011:

Tuffy Gosewisch, at Erie, May 29, 2011:

Batter unknown, at Vermont, August 21, 2011:

Paul Hendrix, at State College, July 8, 2012:

Pete Orr, at Syracuse, April 14, 2013:

Batter unknown, at Syracuse, April 14, 2013:

Tyler Saladino, at Syracuse, June 22, 2015:

Champ Stewart, at Binghamton, May 17, 2017:

Luis Guillorme, at Binghamton, May 17, 2017:

Adrian Sanchez, at Syracuse, April 17, 2018:

Rafael Bautista, at Syracuse, April 17, 2018:

Austin Meadows, at Syracuse, April 17, 2018:

Casey Sadler, at Syracuse, April 18, 2018:

Of course, I wanted to do something more fun than just photograph a bunch of my baseballs individually, so I put together this pyramid that uses most of the balls. Here’s a short time-lapse clip of me building it:

And here are a couple photos of the finished product. The first one’s from the side …

… and this one’s from overhead:

Thanks for checking out my baseball collection. And an extra thanks to those folks online who expressed an interest in me writing this post. It’s something that I’ve wanted to do for a long time — partly because I had no idea how many balls were in my collection — and perhaps I’ll do another version of this post in several years’ time.

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Triple-A Championship Game – September 18, 2018

What’s on your baseball bucket list?

One item that has been on my list in recent years is the Triple-A Championship Game. It pits the winner of the International League against the winner of the Pacific Coast League in a one-game showdown held each September at a neutral site. Every time that the host city is announced, I keep this game in mind as I’m planning my trips, and I’m happy to say that I was able to check out this game as my last game of 2018.

My final trip of the season consisted of four days in Milwaukee. But, instead of flying straight home after my time at Miller Park, I took a detour to Columbus to see the best of the IL and the PCL square off. As I was planning this trip, I was happy with how easily things came together. The flight from Milwaukee to Columbus was only $139, and it was kinda/sorta in the same direction as home, so I figured this wasn’t an opportunity that I could miss.

September 18 began with another 3:30 a.m. alarm, followed by a drive to the airport to catch an early flight. There weren’t any direct flights from Milwaukee to Columbus, which meant that I had to fly to Atlanta for a 65-minute layover and then onto Columbus. That was fine, though, and even upon losing an hour due to a time zone change, I was in Ohio before noon. The early arrival meant that I could pick up my rental car, grab some lunch and then check into my hotel early in the afternoon so that I could relax for a couple of hours before heading over to Huntington Park.

Throughout the day, I was excited to get back to this ballpark. I’d only been there once in the past — a visit back in 2013, which you can read about here — and was really impressed with it. Plus, the excitement of the Triple-A champ being crowned meant that this was anything but a regular minor league game. After a couple of hours relaxing in my hotel room, I made the short drive to Huntington Park, parked cheaply a few block away and was soon looking at this sight:

It was still about an hour before the gates were scheduled to open, but I was pleased to see a handful of fans already milling around at each entrance, including the home plate one pictured above. I’ll admit, though, that I had no idea what to expect in terms of the crowd, given that this was my first time at an event of this type. I soon made my way around to the center field entrance, and there were a handful of fans already lined up in this area, too. Here’s how this spot looked as a panorama:

I wasn’t feeling a big need to be the first fan into the park, so I took the next little while to hang out in the shade. I also spent some time standing with some other fans along West Nationwide Boulevard, which runs beyond left field. Batting practice was taking place, and I knew there’d be a chance that some baseballs would leave the ballpark in this area. I didn’t manage to catch anything, though, so I soon went back to the center field gate and waited in line. As soon as the gates opened, I headed directly to the seats in right field, and saw that the PCL champion Memphis Redbirds were hitting. The major thing that struck me, however, was the use of temporary netting above the outfield fence:

I’ve never seen such a thing in the outfield at any of the stadiums I’ve visited, and thought this was a strange site. As expected, it was taken down before first pitch, and while I can understand the team’s efforts to protect fans, I also think the idea of preventing people from catching BP baseballs is something that would’ve likely bothered a lot of people in attendance. I was pretty indifferent to the whole thing — just surprised, mainly — and, besides, I don’t think I could’ve fit a baseball into my carry-on suitcase even if I’d wanted to. (For the record, there were a few balls that soared above the netting and landed in the bleachers, much to the delight of the fans who were obviously hoping for a souvenir.)

Next, I went over to the grass berm in left-center and snapped this photo of the video board, which was currently displaying the Redbirds and Durham Bulls lineups. A couple of noteworthy things in this next shot — more netting in the foreground, and a neat Triple-A Championship Game flag flying high on the left of the image:

Before leaving the outfield area, I decided to spend some more time watching BP from a vantage point I found that wasn’t obscured by the netting. I’d gone up into this picnic area, which was currently unoccupied …

… and from there, I had this view of the field:

I figured that if one of the Memphis right-handed hitters pulled the ball a little, it might stretch into foul territory and end up landing near where I stood. That didn’t happen, but I still enjoyed hanging out in that area for a few batters.

Next, I started to make my way down the third base side toward home plate, and stopped to look back and snap this photo of the netting above the fence:

Has anyone else experienced a ballpark with temporary outfield netting for BP?

I decided that it was now time to eat, and I knew exactly what I was going to get. While I like switching up my ballpark meals as much as possible, there was no way that I was missing out on some ribs from the City Barbeque concession stand. I’d tried them during my previous visit in 2013, which happened to be a “Buck-a-Bone” promotion, and really enjoyed them. I don’t normally eat so early upon arriving at the ballpark, but I wondered if concession stand lines might be long later on, and wanted to take advantage of a quick bite now. The City Barbeque stand is in the right field corner, so I made my way around home plate and was happy to see no lineup at the concession stand when I got there. A moment later, I was happily seated in the third base seats munching on these:

The ribs were every bit as good as I’d remembered them, and while ribs aren’t generally the first type of barbecued fare that I’d order, this is a must-eat item at Huntington Park, as far as I’m concerned. Crispy bark, good smoky flavor and not too much fat = my definition of perfect ribs.

After eating, I went around to the seats behind home plate to watch a few minutes of batting practice from this vantage point:

You’ve got to admit that the home plate view from Huntington Park is outstanding. I love seeing the city skyline, and that includes Nationwide Arena (home of the NHL’s Columbus Blue Jackets) which you can see in the distance on the foul side of the left field foul pole.

The next spot that I visited was the two-level home run deck in right field, which you can actually see on the right side of the panorama above. It’s a spot that groups normally reserve, but there didn’t appear to be a group that had booked it for this game. I spent a few minutes enjoying this view …

… and then shifted my attention to the AEP Power Pavilion:

This is one of the most unique seating selections that I’ve encountered in the minor leagues so far, and while you’re a considerable distance from home plate — as the creative markers on the building will point out — I think it’d be outstanding to watch a game from those bleachers under the “480” sign. Unfortunately, the upper level of this structure appeared to be closed on this occasion, so I’ll have to wait a little longer to explore it.

Despite all the exploring (and eating) that I’d done so far, first pitch still hadn’t happened. By now, BP had wrapped up and the grounds crew had prepared the field, so I went down to the third base line to snap some photos of the Redbirds warming up. Given that I’d only seen four PCL teams in action up to that point, I was excited to check out the Redbirds in the flesh feathers, so to speak. Here’s infielder Alex Mejia warming up:

And here’s outfielder Randy Arozarena playing catch:

Finally, here’s outfielder Lane Thomas:

I grabbed a spot in the seats on the third base side for the pregame ceremonies …

… and then went over to the first base side of home for the first inning:

I spent the next inning or so just wandering around the park and enjoying the various sights. I spent a decent amount of time in the team shop, which is on the ground floor of the AEP Power Pavilion. In particular, I was checking out a number of game-used items, including lots of cleats and promotional jerseys. (No pants, though!)

Then, I met up with a Twitter friend who runs the Minor League Promos Twitter account, which is one of my favorite Twitter follows. (I’m not mentioning his name here because I get the feeling that he likes to stay at least somewhat anonymous.) We’d made plans to meet at this game, and I spent a couple of innings sitting with him in the outfield bleachers. It’s always fun to meet another baseball nut, and I really enjoyed hearing some of his stories about his various baseball trips and asking him questions about his super-successful Twitter account. I hope our paths will cross again at some point.

After he and I said our goodbyes, I went over to the grass berm, where I had this view:

Later on, I returned to a spot in the outfield bleachers, where I had a good view of this sprinkler system malfunction:

And that’s where I spent the remainder of the game, watching the Redbirds beat up on Durham — which was the defending champion — by a score of 14-4.

I didn’t waste much time hurrying out of the park as soon as the game wrapped up, and was back to my hotel and into bed for some overdue sleep not much later.

Instead of flying home the next morning, I’d booked a second day in Columbus as a precaution in the event that the championship game got rained out. I spent the following day doing a few bits of sightseeing around the city, including touring the Ohio State University campus and checking out the sports facilities. Here I am in front of Ohio Stadium, the 100,000+ seat football facility:

The following day, I was once again up at 3:30 a.m. to begin my trip home, thus wrapping up an outstanding 2018 season of baseball travel

Bring on the 2019 season!

Milwaukee Brewers – September 17, 2018

My last day in Milwaukee was a special one, and not just because I had another opportunity to visit Miller Park.

I was also getting a chance to meet up with my longest-standing Twitter friend, Craig Wieczorkiewicz, also known as the Midwest League Traveler. We’ve talked regularly on Twitter dating back to 2011, which is when he started his website and when I was in the second year of The Ballpark Guide. He was among the first 50 people I followed on Twitter and I have the unusual honor of being the first person Craig followed on Twitter outside of each of the MWL teams. (These details are important to know in case they ever come up in a trivia game.) So, yeah, we go back pretty far. But, even through we’d had countless Twitter exchanges, DMs and emails, we’d never had the opportunity to meet up. There were a few times that we tried to sync up trips that never panned out, and in 2014, we were both in Syracuse at the same time but didn’t get a chance to meet.

Craig was the first person I contacted when I planned my trip to Milwaukee, knowing that he lives less than two hours from there, and I was thrilled when he confirmed that he’d be able to take in a Brewers game with me on the last day of my visit.

My first two Miller Park experiences gave me plenty of opportunities to explore the park, which was good because I knew that visiting with Craig would be more of a “find somewhere to sit and blab our faces off” visit than a ballpark exploration one. Our plan was to meet up well before the gates were scheduled to open so that we could get in line to eat at the Friday’s restaurant located inside of the ballpark. I’d purposely avoided checking out this eatery during my two previous visits, and found myself thinking of it several times as game time approached.

The day itself was fairly quiet for me once again. Instead of doing a bunch of touristy things, I mostly stuck around my hotel, the Potawatomi Hotel & Casino. As I’d done throughout my visit, I frequently enjoyed looking at Miller Park in the distance. On this day, though, I took out my zoom lens and snapped this photo of the park:

As much as I was enjoying keeping an eye on the ballpark, I was also enjoying the environment immediately around me. This hotel was easily one of the most impressive that I’ve ever had the fortune of visiting, and not only because it’s such a convenient choice for baseball travelers. Beyond its prime location and the numerous on-site amenities that I enjoyed throughout my stay, the room was outstanding. My photos don’t do my room justice, so I’ve decided not to show them here. If you’re curious, though, check out this link to read more about the rooms. Beyond being spacious, having a super-comfy bed and a roomy bathroom, my favorite feature were the window blinds. The entire ballpark-facing side of the room was a window, and drawing the blinds was as easy as pressing a button on the wall to shut out the sun and turn the room dark. (If you’re wondering if I may have possibly overused this fun feature, I plead the fifth.)

Throughout the day as I waited for Craig to arrive, I kept an eye on the Marquette University fields that were visible from my room. They’re quiet here, but there were several times throughout the day that they were in use with school teams practicing lacrosse and soccer on this perfect autumn day:

Eventually, I met Craig in the lobby of the hotel and we drove over to Miller Park together in my rental car. We made a beeline for the Friday’s door as soon as we parked, and despite my worries that we might not be early enough to get a spot toward to the front of the line — I tend to overdo things in the early department sometimes — Craig repeatedly convinced me that we were in more than enough time. Soon enough, we were standing here …

… and, most importantly, there were only a few people in line ahead of us.

Friday’s at Miller Park has ample seating, but the coveted spots are the “outside” tables. Fans who get into the restaurant first generally choose to sit outside, so being too far back in the lineup outside could relegate you to an inside seat at the restaurant — still cool, but not nearly as exciting as an outside spot. When the doors finally opened, we headed inside and there was no problem getting an outside spot. Craig was right all along, and I was relieved. As we were about to sit down, I snapped this panorama to show the view from our table:

The Brewers were taking batting practice when we first arrived at our table, but left the field just a moment later. That was no concern, though. The home team takes BP first, so I knew that the visiting Cincinnati Reds would soon be headed to the cage — and hopefully hitting lots of home run balls our way.

I took advantage of the empty outfield to snap this shot of the view to my left:

Check out how close we were to the field!

Before we ordered, I took this shot of Craig and me …

… and then we got down to business getting acquainted and, of course, talking baseball. It’s tough to think of a better place to finally meet another baseball fan than exactly where we were sitting. Things got even more exciting — and a bit challenging, to be honest — when the Reds began to hit. I hadn’t taken a glove on this trip, simply because it never fits in my carry-on luggage, so I definitely had to be attentive to balls when they were hit. It was a juggling act to have a conversation while also watching the action on the field, and the challenge intensified when our food arrived.

I’d ordered a beef dip sandwich, and was hungry enough (and possibly distracted enough by watching BP) that I took a few bites of it before I realized that I’d failed to snap a photo. A first-world problem, granted, but in all of the 170+ other ballpark food photos that I’ve shared on this blog, I’ve always documented my food with a photo before digging in. The OCD side of me bristles with the idea of having one food photo in which the food is partially eaten, but I’ll share this shot anyway:

I can categorize the meal as “fine.” Nothing to write home about, but not bad, either. What was several steps above “fine,” however was the combination of the view and the company. As an introvert, I can sometimes feel a little anxious about meeting new people, especially if we’ll be spending a few hours together. But I was thrilled at how naturally Craig and I got along — which I suppose makes sense, given the amount of time that we’ve been Twitter friends. We chatted non stop about baseball, blogging and many other things that don’t start with the letter “B.” And, all the while, we were both digging the view. As we talked, I’d occasionally grab my camera and document the view from different vantage points. For instance, when I looked up and to my right, I had an outstanding view of the upper deck and the enormous glass panels:

Early in the BP session, four Reds wandered over and stood on the grass right below us:

This proved to be the biggest source of action we saw the whole time we were at Friday’s, believe it or not. There were a couple of home runs that entered the restaurant several tables to our left, but otherwise, no baseballs came remotely close to us. I was absolutely blown away by the lack of home runs, as I’d figured we’d have no trouble snagging a few balls between the two of us. The lack of baseballs did nothing to dampen the fun, though, and the Friday’s at Miller Park definitely goes down as one of my favorite ballpark eating experiences because of its uniqueness. I definitely recommend that you check it out when you visit this stadium.

Eventually, we wrapped up our meals and headed out to the concourse of Miller Park. The first thing that I wanted to do was take a look at where we’d been sitting from the perspective of the seating bowl, so we went down into the seats in the left field corner where I took this photo:

Our table was directly above the “YS” in Fridays; the person wearing the red T-shirt is a staff member who was preparing our table for the next group.

I knew that we’d be spending more time during the game sitting than walking around like I usually do, so I wanted to continue to check out the ballpark’s sights until we found a place to sit. Before we headed up to the concourse, I took this shot of the seats in right field, which clearly shows the variety of seating options available in that part of the ballpark:

Given that this would be my last visit to Miller Park on this trip, I knew that I once again needed to visit the Brewers Authentics kiosk to investigate more game-used pants options. Craig did a fairly good job of keeping his eye rolls to himself as I hurried us to the display and babbled about the pants that I’d bought two days earlier. I tend to take forever to make decisions involving baseball memorabilia, but didn’t want to make Craig stand idly by while I indecisively browsed others dudes’ drawers. Luckily, I’d scoped out another pair of pants two days earlier and knew that I’d buy them if they were still around during my next visit. Fortunately, they were, and I was soon the proud owner of a pair of Darnell Coles’ pants!

(For the record, that’s probably a line that has never been written in the history of everything.)

There were several reasons that I’d chosen Coles, the team’s hitting coach between 2015 and 2018. (He resigned just over a month after I bought his pants, but my sources say that my purchase of the pants had nothing to do with his decision.) In addition to the pants being of the throwback variety, which made them instantly special, Coles played 14 years in the big leagues — including two seasons with my favorite team, the Blue Jays. I remember watching him as a kid, especially during the 1993 season when the Jays were on their way to their second straight World Series title.

I didn’t take a photo of the pants at the game, but I definitely put them on when I got back to my hotel later that night and snapped this shot, feeling quite delighted that the pants matched my shirt:

(This photo was taken around midnight, or roughly three hours before I had to get up to catch a flight. I definitely wasn’t grinning then, nor was I still wearing these pants.)

Pants safely tucked into my backpack, Craig and I completed our walk around the concourse and then ascended to the upper deck to find a spot from which to watch the game. We chose a spot on the third base side of the upper deck, and in what was apparently a strange case of foreshadowing, I randomly took this photo of Christian Yelich on the video board when he came up to bat in the first inning:

Just a couple of hours later, Yelich hit for the cycle — the second time he’d done so during his 2018 MVP season, and Craig and I were pretty pumped to be there to see it. This was the first time I’d ever seen a player hit for the cycle in the big leagues in person. (I saw Adalberto Mondesi, then known as Raul Mondesi, Jr., hit for the cycle back in May of 2013 while playing for the Lexington Legends. You can read about that visit here, if you’d like.)

Craig and I sat in the upper deck for a few innings, and then moved to a spot in the outfield, where we had this view:

Midway through the game, I bailed on Craig for half an inning to meet Andy and Patrick, a pair of super-friendly baseball fans with whom I’d recently connected on Twitter. They’re Reds fans who were visiting Milwaukee from Indiana — and were impressively making the drive back home after the Brewers game. It’s always a thrill for me to meet people from Twitter at games, and Andy and Patrick are no exception — and I hope our paths will cross again in Indiana or elsewhere.

Then, I returned to the bleachers and met back up with Craig, and we remained in that spot for the rest of the game. Afterward, we drove back to the hotel parking structure and said our goodbyes. Craig began his ride home, and I headed into my hotel and began thinking about my next adventure — one that would begin well before dawn of the next day.

Milwaukee Brewers – September 15, 2018

There’s always something fun about waking up on the morning of a travel day, imagining the adventure that will take place over the next several hours.

There’s also something fun about waking up in a city for the first time and knowing that travel isn’t going to be a part of the day’s activities. It’s that type of balance that keeps my baseball trips always exciting, and this latter type of day was what I faced on Saturday, September 15.

Having arrived in Milwaukee a day earlier and with already one Miller Park visit under my belt, I was excited to get back to the ballpark that I could see from my hotel room — but, in the meantime, I was pumped to spend the day finding fun things to see and do. The Milwaukee area has a wealth of activities to consider but, to be honest, I was looking to spend the day in a very low-key way.

That worked perfectly, thanks for the hotel at which I was staying. Being at the Potawatomi Hotel & Casino not only meant that I was just a short distance from Miller Park, but it also gave me plenty to see without ever leaving the property. After working on my blog a bit and having breakfast in my room — keeping an eye on Miller Park, of course — I decided to tour through the hotel and check out some of the areas that I hadn’t seen a day earlier. I spent a fair bit of time walking around the gaming floor, and while I’m not a gambling enthusiast, it was fun to see what a spectacle everything was. I also spent some time evaluating my options for lunch. The property has nine different restaurants, and while the buffet was definitely tempting, I also wanted to leave room for some ballpark food later that day. I ended up ordering a meal from The Pit, a sports bar on the premises, and taking it back to my room to eat. On this day, lunch was a meal called the Pit Burger — a burger that was topped with prime rib, bacon, steak sauce and provolone.

I spent the afternoon sticking pretty close to the hotel, other than a quick trip to a nearby Target to buy some provisions that I’d forgotten to buy a day earlier. I don’t have a picture, but you could clearly see Miller Park in the distance from the Target parking lot, which made for a cool backdrop that definitely added excitement to an otherwise mundane shopping outing.

Just before 4 p.m., I made the short drive over to Miller Park and set out to explore the tailgating scene. I’d seen a fair number of tailgaters a day earlier, but now that Saturday had arrived, they were out in full force. The scene was unlike anything I’d ever encountered at a ballpark. If you didn’t see Miller Park in the background, you’d easily mistake this for a college or professional football tailgating environment. There were scenes like this …

… and like this …

… everywhere I turned. I spent a fair bit of time walking through the various parking lots around Miller Park, enjoying the sights, but also the sounds and smells — namely, country music or sports talk radio blasting from car speakers and the ever-present smell of charcoal and grilled meats wafting through the air. Before I continued on my way to Miller Park, I noticed a sign for the Hank Aaron State Trail, which I knew was something that I definitely needed to check out. It’s a 14-mile trail that runs from the shore of Lake Michigan and west across the city of Milwaukee to the edge of the adjacent Waukesha County — including going right past Miller Park. I got on the trail here …

… and while I didn’t walk on it for long, I was happy to get the chance to check it out.

After my brief trail walk, I continued on to Miller Park:

If the sun looks bright to you in the photo above, I can assure you that it was. It was a perfect fall day with a mixture of warm sun and mild breezes that made me glad to be taking in a baseball game. I took a short look at Halfaer Field, which is a Little League field just a minute’s walk from Miller Park. I had this view of the kick ball tournament that was taking place:

How close is Halfaer Field to Miller Park? When I turned to face away from the Little League facility, this was my view:

Even with all of the time that I’d already spent in the area, I still had to wait a while longer for the gates to open. Rather than stand in line, I took a slow walk around the exterior of the park to check it out from different angles, like this one:

It’s funny, the above photo makes it look as though I was one of only a handful of fans in the area, but the reality is that there were probably a few thousand people tailgating just a few minutes’ walk away.

As I made my way around the ballpark, I also checked out the players’ parking lot:

There are obviously some staff members’ cars parked here — I don’t think anyone on the Brewers roster is driving a Camry — but there were definitely some sweet rides to check out. I love scouting out the players’ parking lot at different MLB stadiums whenever I have the chance. Cleveland always comes to mind as providing one of the most visible parking lots, as you can see it from both the concourse and from the sidewalk, but this one was pretty visible, too.

In my previous blog post, I talked about being in the outfield and enjoying the design of Miller Park. Specifically, I mentioned the windows on the ground floor and the openings above, which allow fresh air to flow into the park from outside. Here’s how that area looks from the plaza directly outside of the park:

See the various sets of railings below the Miller Lite Deck sign? I stood in several of those locations a day earlier.

I should also note that if you’re interested in snagging a baseball during your visit to Miller Park, it’s possible to get one by standing roughly in the spot from which I snapped the above photo. You have to be well over 500 feet from home plate in this area, but I definitely saw a couple of balls bounce off the outfield concourse and leave the stadium through these openings when I was inside of the stadium for BP a day earlier.

As for the windows along the ground floor, I approached one, peeked through and was surprised that I could see all the way to home plate. I could clearly see that the Pittsburgh Pirates were currently taking batting practice:

I instantly got obsessed with the idea of somehow snagging a baseball outside of the stadium, and stood well back from this wall and stared intently at it. I’m sure those passing by wondered what I was up to, but I figured that I’d answer their doubt by deftly running to catch a home run baseball.

Unfortunately, that didn’t happen, and after standing in that spot for about 10 minutes, I decided to continue on my way.

I walked a short distance and looked up so that I could see Bernie’s Slide, which is located in left field and is one of the more memorable/quirky ballpark features across the big leagues:

As I stood there and looked up at the stadium, I was continually impressed with the transparency of everything. In my travels, I’ve encountered a ton of MiLB parks, even at the game’s lower levels, that go to considerable effort to prevent fans from seeing inside the park. The fact that the Brewers are encouraging people to see inside is a real treat, and an example that more teams should follow.

Soon enough, it was time not just to peek into the park, but to actually go in. I lined up right after I took the above photo, and was soon inside of Miller Park to begin my second visit. This was a giveaway day, and while I normally try to schedule my trips to avoid big promotions because big promotions mean big crowds that can sometimes limit my ability to explore the stadium so much, that was unavoidable on this trip. The giveaway was a throwback Brewers hat, which actually sounded sort of cool when I’d heard about it. The hat, however, left a little to be desired:

I couldn’t have ever imagined myself wearing this hat, so I left it on a table with the hopes that someone might pick it up and enjoy it.

To start this visit, I had a clear mission as soon as I got in — I quickly made it to a ramp, did a sort of half-walk, half-run all the way to the upper deck, and emerged into the seating bowl at this spot:

For those keeping score, that’s Bernie’s Slide behind the foul pole, and it was fun to see it from two uniquely different vantage points, just a few minutes apart. But I wasn’t in the upper deck to check out the slide. I had my sights focused on the Bob Uecker statue that sits in the top row of Miller Park, way up behind home plate. Being so close to the foul pole meant that I obviously had quite a trek to get to this popular Miller Park attraction, so I hustled through the seats in the direction of the statue. I could see that it was covered in a tarp, but a little over halfway through my journey, a stadium staffer emerged, climbed up to the statue and pulled the tarp off Bob. A moment later, I got there and was the first fan in the area. I snapped this shot of the statue:

And then took the seat next to Bob for a few minutes. It was no surprise to soon see some fans coming my way, and I asked the first one who arrived to snap this photo of me …

… before I took a similar photo of him, and then continued on my way.

By the way, if you have plans of grabbing the seat next to the statue and perhaps enjoying a bit of the game, here’s the view from that spot:

Because I was already in the upper deck, I took advantage of this spot to enjoy the view of Miller Park:

The sun wasn’t as bright as it had been a day earlier, which meant that it wasn’t as glaring in the outfield. That gave me a better chance to enjoy the view not only of the ballpark, but also of the space outside of it.

While I was in the upper deck, I gazed around me to check out any sights that I’d perhaps missed a day earlier. One thing that caught my eye at this point was the visual appeal of the glass and metal design in the upper deck, which you can see here:

As I’ve repeatedly stated, I’m not generally a fan of stadiums with roofs, but it’s hard to knock one that looks this sharp.

BP had wrapped up early, so with nothing to see on the field, I decided to spend a little longer in the upper deck. Since I’d entered it roughly at the left field foul pole, I thought it’d only be fitting to go all the way to the right field foul pole, so that’s where I headed next. From here, I had a good view of the video board, the Toyota deck to the right field side of it and the openings to the stadium’s exterior:

I moved a little farther through the seats until I was essentially in line with the first base line, and snapped this panorama to show the view from where I stood:

Just then, I noticed that the video board was showing a selection of fan photos from the previous day. I began to wonder if one of the shots that I’d tweeted out might appear. Then, seemingly right on cue, my big head appeared on the video board. I was able to quickly snap this shot, despite not being at an optimal angle:

If you look sharply, you can see me in the lower right. Some of you might recall that this isn’t the first time one of my pics made it to an MLB video board — I had a similar situation occur a couple of years prior at Coors Field.

Next, I decided to head back down to the main level, where I took a full lap around the concourse until the players came out to the field, and then went down to watch them warm up. When first pitch approached, I found a spot in the outfield, and that’s where I remained for the first inning with this view:

Just for fun, I’ve added an arrow to show the position of the Bob Uecker statue relative to the field and roof.

After the first inning, I started to browse some of the concession stands to find dinner for my second visit to Miller Park. Again, I was hoping to find something that suited the city or the state, and pierogies caught my eye. There are a lot of areas across Wisconsin with significant Polish populations; Wikipedia tells me that nearly 10 percent of the population of Milwaukee itself is of Polish descent. All this means that there was a pierogi concession stand, and it definitely caught my eye. Pierogies are one of my all-time favorite foods, and while I’ve had them at a number of ballparks, I’ve yet to encounter a truly memorable meal. Fortunately, that was about to change. I bought an order of bacon/sauerkraut pierogies, which looked like this:

Granted, the serving seemed a little small, but it was really good. If I had to nitpick, I’d like the bacon to have been a little crispier. Overall, though, the flavor of this dish was excellent and I’m glad that I found another winner.

I knew that I couldn’t resist another visit to the Brewers Authentics kiosk, so that’s where I headed next. I’d eyed up so many different game-used items each time that I’d previously browsed the kiosk, and knew that I had to pull the trigger on something. I’ve got a number of game-used jerseys in my collection, but the wide selection of game-used pants was really catching my eye. In particular, I was eyeing up the special pants that the Brewers wore in 2015 to pay tribute to the Milwaukee Bears, a Negro National League team that operated in 1923. There were several of these pants from a variety of players, but not from anyone who was really notable. I’d been talking to one of the kiosk staffers a day earlier, and he recognized me when I returned again. When I expressed some interest in the pants but lamented that there weren’t any bigger names, he told me to wait for a moment and started pulling some additional pairs out of a storage area. I reviewed the names and was surprised to see Francisco Rodriguez, who was one of the best closers in the game for several seasons. I couldn’t resist getting the game-used pants of a six-time all-star, and for $20, I think it was one heck of a buy. Resisting the urge to don the pants for the rest of the game, I headed to a seat in the outfield and checked them out once I sat down. I’ll have a dedicated post sometime later this off-season about all of the game-used gear that I’ve picked up over the last few seasons. For now, though, here’s the label inside of the waistband:

After carefully folding up the pants and putting them in my backpack, I snapped this shot …

… and watched a bit of the game from this spot. Then, I made my way back up to the upper deck, taking a seat not far from Bernie’s Slide:

I opted to sit in that spot for a few innings, and the short September days meant that before long, the sun was setting and Miller Park was quickly taking on an evening appearance:

It took a while, but Bernie finally made an appearance, holding up a sign that I couldn’t read from my vantage point:

(Full disclosure: I don’t really have any interest in mascots, but I like the unique slide feature at Miller Park and was anxious to see it in use.)

Alas, I did not see Bernie take a carefree slide down it, and after spending a few innings in that spot, I found a seat in right field and stayed there until the game was over.

With two games under my belt, I was glad that it wasn’t time to fly home just yet. On my next visit to Miller Park, I’d finally get a chance to meet someone with whom I’ve been Twitter friends for about eight years.

Milwaukee Brewers – September 14, 2018

Less than two weeks after getting home from an outstanding visit to Atlanta, I was once again hitting the road — well, the sky, technically — for a trip that would take me to Milwaukee’s Miller Park, which is my 15th different MLB ballpark since 2010. If you’re keeping score, that means that I’ve finally hit the halfway point to getting to all 30 MLB facilities.

As usual, the day began early with a 3 a.m. alarm and a trip to Ottawa/Macdonald-Cartier International Airport. This time, I took a quick, 63-minute flight to Toronto Pearson International Airport, where I had just over an hour to catch my flight to Milwaukee. If you’ve ever flown through Pearson, you know it’s big airport. It’s the busiest airport in Canada, and the 11th busiest in North America, and that means long lineups. It also means that a layover of only an hour can be a challenge. Thankfully, my decision to get a NEXUS card two years ago paid off big time on this trip. As I got to the security checkpoint at Pearson, there were several hundred people in the “regular” line, and perhaps a dozen in the NEXUS line. I was more than happy to maneuver my way to the NEXUS line, knowing that there was absolutely no way that I’d have made my flight to Milwaukee if it weren’t for having this pass.

I cleared security and customs in less than 10 minutes, and was soon on my way to my gate to wait for my United flight to Milwaukee. I snapped this shot out the window of the terminal as I approached my gate — that’s my airplane straight ahead, between all the Air Canada planes:

My flight from Toronto to Milwaukee was only 95 minutes, which made for one of the shortest and easiest travel days that I’ve had in a long time. And, because Milwaukee is one hour behind Toronto, I touched down just before 9 a.m. local time. I’m not always a fan of attending a game on the same day that I travel, because it can make for a long and rushed day. But the early arrival meant that I’d have more than enough time to get my rental car sorted out, explore the city a little, buy some groceries and check into my hotel before heading over to Miller Park.

Speaking of food, you probably know that Wisconsin — the 24th different state or province to which I’ve traveled for baseball, by the way — is known for its cheese. You might also know, especially if you’ve read this blog for a long time, that I am a bit of a cheese lover. All that to say, when I stepped into the terminal of General Mitchell International Airport and immediately saw this display outside of my gate …

… I knew I was going to enjoy Milwaukee.

My early arrival time meant that it was nice not to have to rush through the airport. I took a little while to browse a Green Bay Packers merchandise shop, checked out a Harley-Davidson store and also toured through the Mitchell Gallery of Flight, an aviation museum inside of the airport. After wandering around the airport for a bit, I headed for the car rental area and picked up the ride that I’d be using for the next four days. For this trip, I picked up a Kia Soul — sort of an odd selection for someone who is 6’3″, but I have to admit that it was roomier than I’d expected, and pretty fun to drive.

The airport was less than 10 miles away from my hotel, but because I’d arrived so early, I knew that it was way too early to check in. I sought out a Guitar Center, which is something that I like to do when I travel, and spent a bit of time there, before visiting a Dick’s Sporting Goods and browsing for a while. Both stops ate up a fair bit of time, and by the time I’d eaten a quick lunch and stopped at a nearby Target to buy some water and snacks for my visit, I figured I’d test my luck at an early check-in.

The hotel that I visited for this trip was the Potawatomi Hotel & Casino. It’s about 1.5 miles from Miller Park, making it the closet hotel to the ballpark. After parking, I made my way through the enormous hotel, inquired at the front desk to see if my room was ready — and was relieved to hear that it was. I’d left everything in the car in case there wasn’t a room available, so I then made my way back to the parking structure, gathered up my backpack, suitcase and groceries, once again made the walk through the hotel and was seriously sweating by the time I stepped into the elevator — but thrilled to be checking in so early. Whenever I check into a hotel, my favorite thing is rushing to the window and seeing what the view is like. This is especially true of hotels that are close to ballparks, as I’m strangely obsessed with being able to see the park from my window. In this hotel, there was no need to rush to the window. One entire side of the room was made of glass, so the second I stepped through the door, I could see Miller Park — and that was an exciting feeling.

Here’s how the scene looked from my room:

Granted, it’s a little hazy in the distance, but Miller Park was unmistakable, and just seeing it made me pumped to go check it out. (By the way, the grass fields you see on the right are the soccer/lacrosse/field hockey fields for Marquette University, which were occupied for much of my visit to Milwaukee and fun to watch from my room.)

After checking in, I still had a couple of hours until I wanted to head over to Miller Park. Fortunately, I was staying in a place in which killing time wouldn’t be a challenge. I love staying in casino hotels, even though there’s no part of me that has an interest in gambling. In fact, over the course of my four-day stay, I didn’t wager a single dollar on anything. My interest in this type of hotel is that there are always things to see and do at any hour, and I soon set off to take a big walk through the building. I walked around the gaming floor for several minutes, checked out a bunch of the restaurants that I’d sample over the course of my stay and even toured the fitness center — a place that I didn’t spend much time in, although given all that I ate at Miller Park, that wouldn’t have been a bad idea.

Then, I went back up to my room and grabbed a chair by the window and just enjoyed the view. A handful of Marquette lacrosse players were practicing on the field below me, so they kept me entertained while I took regular glances at the ballpark in the distance.

Eventually, I couldn’t handle looking at Miller Park from afar any longer, and had to get over there. I’d been debating on whether I’d walk or drive to the ballpark, and while 1.5 miles isn’t a tough distance, I decided that driving would be the best bet. The drive, of course, took just a couple of minutes, and it was cool to see the ballpark in the distance for the entirety of the short trip. I parked my rental car in the cheapest lot and walked for a few minutes until I saw Miller Park just a short distance from where I stood:

I quickly moved closer to the park and then went around to the side with the sign so that I could snap this panorama of the glorious sight in front of me:

Ballpark #71!

My plan, as always, was to walk around the ballpark a couple of times before going in. First, though, I snapped this sunny picture …

… and then set out to enjoy the sights.

One thing that I quickly noted is how much of a tailgating atmosphere was present at Miller Park. A few friends/fellow baseball road trippers had pointed out this feature to me in advance of my visit, and they definitely weren’t exaggerating. Although you don’t see a whole lot of people in the two above images, the parking lots were a happening place and getting busier by the minute. The tailgating culture at Miller Park is heavily influenced by the tailgating at Lambeau Field, home of the Green Bay Packers, which is less than two hours away. I should note that this game took place on a Friday, and the tailgating definitely intensified during the weekend games.

Another interesting thing that I noticed was the lineup of fans outside of the TGI Friday’s restaurant:

It opens before the ballpark’s gates open, so it’s a popular way to get in early. I wasn’t planning to experience this restaurant during my first visit, but had plans to do so three days later.

Next, I checked out some of the plaques on the Brewers Wall of Honor, which you may have noticed on left side of the image above, and then browsed the plaques commemorating the team’s all-time stars that were situated in the ground of the plaza outside of the park. Having been in Atlanta just a couple of weeks earlier and seen a bunch of Hank Aaron displays, it was fun to see Hammerin’ Hank again being recognized:

Although, I thought that it was unfortunate to see this plaque in such a state of disrepair. Wouldn’t you agree?

Speaking of Aaron, I also checked out his statue outside of one of the gates and snapped this photo:

(Want a shirt like the one I’m wearing? You can buy one here to wear on your next baseball road trip!)

Perhaps because I’d been to Atlanta so recently, SunTrust Park was in my mind as I walked around Miller Park, and I was definitely aware of the major differences in the areas that surround both ballparks. SunTrust has 1,001 things to see and do within a few minutes walk (or so it seemed) and that’s not the case at Miller Park. Short of tailgating, looking at the stadium and visiting the team shop, which I did before the gates opened, there’s not a lot of stuff to do. That said, I was really enjoying the contrast between the two locations. Miller Park’s “neighborhood,” for lack of a better term, felt very laid back — and on a mild September afternoon, that was just perfect for me.

I spent the next hour or so walking around the ballpark a couple of times, occasionally sitting on a bench to just admire the structure before me. As the park got closer to opening, I got in line about 10 people back from the front. It wasn’t long before the gates opened, and when they did, I entered the park into an area that had a number of large concession stands. I took a couple of minutes to browse their menus, but this was not a time to eat. As always, I wanted to get to the seating bowl to see the field for the first time. Because I could hear batting practice taking place, I navigated my way to the seats in right field, and hurried down to the front row. This was the view from where I stood:

There wasn’t a single other fan in this entire section just yet, which meant that if any Pirates hitter could smack a home run to left field, the ball would be mine for the snagging. That task proved to be a little much to ask, however, and after 10 minutes of seeing nothing closer than a ball that landed on the warning track, I decided to continue my sightseeing.

The next spot I visited was the Brewers Authentics kiosk, which offered as good a selection of game-used items as I’ve ever seen at a ballpark. (Which, of course, is both a good and a bad thing … and this kiosk would definitely have some of my money before I left Milwaukee.) Take a look at this photo of part of the display:

You can see game-used jerseys, pants, bats, baseballs and even some of the old suite signs from Miller Park. They also had clubhouse stalls set up with nameplates, uniforms, helmets and bases for sale:

Although I knew I’d need to buy something from this kiosk, I resisted the urge for a while and continued taking a walk around the concourse. When I got to the area behind home plate, I walked down to the cross-aisle behind the field level seats and took this panorama:

The sun was so brightly glaring off the windows beyond the outfield that part of this photo is washed out, but it still shows a number of cool things. I love how the Brewers display their retired numbers, which you’ll see high above either side of the video board. I think it’s one of the more visible positions in the big leagues, and I imagine that it’s inspiring for players to be able to sit in their dugouts and glance up at those numbers. You’ll also notice the retractable roof, which I was very glad to see open. In fact, it was one of the first things I checked when I saw the ballpark from my hotel window. I understand the value of closed roofs for games, but I love being able to see the sky while I watch baseball. Another thing to notice in the panorama above is the Friday’s restaurant, which is above the fence in left field. Here’s a closer look:

The restaurant has both “inside” and “outside” tables — the latter are behind the railing immediately above the “Fridays” and “State Farm” signage, while the inside tables are farther back, inside of the restaurant. As you might expect, the outside tables are a lot more popular and fill up quickly, and I’m pleased to say that I was able to get one on my last visit to Miller Park — which I’ll be detailing in a few blog posts from now, of course.

As I stood behind home plate and watched the Pirates hit, I have to admit that the idea of sitting in this restaurant during BP got me excited, so I walked around the concourse and found a spot where I could check out the view from behind an empty table:

This is one of the more unique ways to watch batting practice in the big leagues, isn’t it?

Soon after taking that photo, I was back on the move and walking through the outfield part of the concourse. One of the neatest things about the Miller Park design is just how open it is. Take a look at the following picture:

The field is out of sight to the left, and that’s the plaza outside of the stadium behind the windows on the right. I don’t know if I can think of another MLB park that uses as many windows, and it makes for a friendly, open feel as you walk along the concourse.

The next spot that I checked out was the Autograph Alley wall, which featured a huge selection of autographed balls:

It was quite an eclectic mix — in addition to signed balls from many baseball legends, there were also a ton of signed balls from Brewers fans located around the world, which I thought was a neat way to connect the team with its supporters.

I browsed the display of baseballs for a while, and then decided that I was time to grab some dinner. I’d frequently been thinking of my earlier perusal of the concession stands, and knew that I wanted to stick with some local fare for my first Miller Park meal. That meal came in the form of a Johnsonville bratwurst sausage on a bun:

Johnsonville is headquartered in nearby Sheboygan Falls, WI, which is less than an hour from Miller Park. A brat on a bun cost $5.75, but for an extra $1, you could get one with warm sauerkraut and “Secret Stadium Sauce,” so that’s what I chose. And I’ve got to say, of all the Johnsonville brats that I’ve eaten in my life, this one was easily the best. I can’t really put my finger on what made it better — and perhaps I was influenced by my surroundings — but this was a simple meal that I won’t soon forget.

After eating, I continued to explore Miller Park. The crowds were still pretty sparse at this point, so weaving my way through the concourse and checking out different seating sections and angles of the ballpark was easy. I spent a moment in these seats behind the left field foul pole …

… and then climbed a set of stairs up to the next level of seating, pausing to snap a shot from this little landing:

I mentioned the prevalence of the windows in the design of Miller Park earlier, and should add one thing. While there are lots of windows, there are also lots of open areas — spaces in which the glass panels slide out of the way, thus eliminating the barrier between the interior and exterior of the park. This was another feature that I enjoyed. As I walked around, the warm autumn breeze was evident at many points, and I spent several minutes in front of one of the openings on the second level of the park, enjoying watching the pregame action unfold behind me as I felt the fresh air on my back. From this spot, with my back turned to home plate, I also had a good view of fans approaching the park as first pitch got closer:

As is often the case when tailgating is involved, there are a lot of fans who don’t actually enter the stadium until after the game begins, and that was definitely the deal here, too.

Since I was already on the second level, I decided to go all the way up to the upper deck to watch the start of the game from that vantage point. Here’s how the scene was just moments before the teams took the field:

Tailgating-related absences aside, there were a number of empty seats throughout the stadium — which surprised me a bit, because this Brewers team was an exciting one that was on its way toward winning its division. I understand when September attendance dips in markets in which the team is out of the hunt, but I fully expected Miller Park to be a lot more crowded with the Brewers heading toward the playoffs. Anyway, the open seats meant that I had no trouble finding a spot to sit in the upper deck for the first inning. Afterward, I decided to go back down to the main concourse, and went straight for the Brewers Authentics kiosk again. Earlier, I’d done some preliminary browsing, but now I wanted to devote a little more time to finding an item that I wanted to buy. One item that caught my eye was an Orlando Arcia batting helmet, complete with a C-Flap, from Players’ Weekend:

This piece of game-used gear was listed for a cool $500, though, so I decided that I’d have to continue my search. I browsed a few more of the items and talked to one of the sales reps about some of the products on display, but decided not to buy anything just yet. I still had lots of time for that, I figured.

My next stop was one of the Culver’s concession stands, where I bought a cup of frozen vanilla custard. Culver’s is a fast food chain that is based in Wisconsin, so after my Johnsonville brat, I thought that it was only fitting to eat locally with my choice of dessert:

I must admit that I didn’t have high expectations when I ordered the frozen custard. For whatever reason, I figured it would simply taste like vanilla ice cream, but I was blown away at how unique this treat tasted. It definitely had a custardy taste, and while I won’t pretend to be enough of a food reviewer to describe what a “custardy” taste is like, I’ll definitely tell you that this sweet treat is the perfect dessert at Miller Park.

After eating, I decided to check out The Selig Experience, which many readers and people on Twitter/Instagram had wholeheartedly recommended to me prior to my visit. It’s an exhibit that tells the story of former MLB commissioner and longtime Brewers owner Allan (Bud) Selig, who was instrumental in bringing big league baseball to Milwaukee and keeping it there. Although I knew some of this story, there was a wealth of information that was new to me, and I found this exhibit to be hugely informative.

It took place in a small theater and was popular enough that there were frequent lineups when I’d passed by several times earlier. This time, there was no one in line, so I grabbed a spot and waited a few minutes for the previous show to end and the new one to begin. Surprisingly, I was the only person in the theater, which looked to be able to accommodate maybe 20 or 30 people. It was sort of funny to sit there in the dark and essentially have a private showing of the movie that told Selig’s story!

Photos weren’t permitted in the theater itself, but I did snap this recreation of Selig’s office on the way out:

The Selig Experience is free to enter, although depending on when you arrive, you may have to wait for a few minutes in line. I highly recommend it, and while I don’t have to give its secrets away, I’ll tell you that it’s more than just a movie.

After leaving the theater, I went down to an area behind the Pirates bullpen, where I had this noteworthy view:

OK, so the view itself might not seem overly noteworthy, but the players are noteworthy to me. The outfielder is Jordan Luplow, who I’ve seen at three different levels of the minors in my travels dating back to 2014. I saw him with the:

As for Nick Kingham, the player in the bullpen, I also saw him in the minors last season as a member of the Indianapolis Indians. If you remember the snowy game that I attended in Syracuse in April, Kingham was the starting pitcher in that one.

I absolutely love following the careers of players I see in the minors, and this is especially true when I’ve had the fortune of seeing certain guys at multiple levels.

Midway through the game, I once again went back to the upper deck and found a seat that gave me this view:

That’s where I remained for the rest of the contest, and was soon back in my hotel room, enjoying the nighttime view of Miller Park in the distance.

Atlanta Braves, August 31, 2018

Day one of my visit to Atlanta was so memorable that there was a part of me that worried about the second day being a letdown.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before I realized that wouldn’t be the case.

The Braves were hosting the Pittsburgh Pirates in an evening game, and I was excited to head over to the ballpark in the early afternoon, where I planned to take in The Battery for a few hours, and then experience SunTrust Park for a second straight night.

Before I walked to the park, I decided to grab lunch and take it back to my hotel. As I rode in my hotel elevator, another guest got on. He looked at my shirt — which you might be surprised to know wasn’t one of my shirts, but was just a generic Under Armour baseball shirt — and asked, “Are you here for baseball?” I told him that I was, and asked if he was, too. He indeed was, and he soon introduced himself as Wesley Wright, a former major leaguer. I recognized his name, but I don’t think I’d have recognized him, so I’m glad he introduced himself. We talked about some of the different ballparks we had in common — me visiting as a fan, and him playing in — and chatted the rest of the elevator ride, through the hotel lobby and out to the parking lot, where we took this photo:

I did some research on him afterward, and he played eight seasons in the big leagues with the Astros, Rays, Angels, Cubs and Orioles. His best season came in 2012 with the Astros, when he made 77 appearances and struck out 54 batters in 52.1 innings, all while posting a tidy 3.27 ERA. He last played professional baseball in 2017, making 30 appearances for the Triple-A Round Rock Express, and is now an MLB scout for the Twins. If you’ve read my blog for a while, you’ll know that I love when I have interactions with professional baseball players, so meeting one in my hotel was a definite highlight that got this day off to a good start.

After eating lunch, I got packed up and took the short walk over to the ballpark. I was insanely early, getting to the area something like four hours before the gates were scheduled to open. But, if you read my post about my first day in town, you’ll understand my excitement about the area known as The Battery, and I was eager to experience it again.

Being so close to the ballpark made for a nice, easy walk — and I also appreciated not having to pay for parking at any of the games. The walk took about 15 minutes, and I spent part of that time dawdling and enjoying the scenery. Here’s how things looked a few minutes after I set out from my hotel …

… and it wasn’t long before I could see SunTrust Park poking through the trees:

I talked in my previous blog post about just how easy it was to get to the ballpark on foot, thanks to a network of sidewalks, pathways and pedestrian bridges. I took so many photos as I approached the ballpark that I could probably produce a coffee table book entitled, “Views of SunTrust Park From the Sidewalk,” but instead of sharing all of them here, I thought I’d just share a few. Here’s the view from the bridge over the interstate. You can see the walkway and pedestrian bridge that will take you from this spot right up to the ballpark:

And here’s another view of the park from the mouth of the bridge:

What could this scene possibly look like as a panorama, you might ask? You’re in luck — I’ve got just the picture for you:

When I got closer to the park, I took a moment to check out the Phil Niekro statue, which was something that I don’t even recall seeing a day earlier because I was in such a hurry to get to the Chop House Gate:

I love statues like this, especially when they’re placed around the perimeter of ballparks. The Braves have done a really good job in this regard at SunTrust.

As you might know, Delta Air Lines is from Georgia, and has traditionally had a visible advertising presence at the different ballparks that the Braves have called home. This is true inside of SunTrust Park, but there’s also a cool Delta display outside of the third base gate — check out this actual vertical stabilizer off a Delta airplane:

Definitely a cool spot for a photo, right?

After walking around the third base gate for a bit, and headed toward The Battery, just as I did a day earlier. Today, though, I’d given myself more time to wander, so I had fun taking in the sights as I walked. Take a look at how beautiful this scene is:

I snapped that shot on my walk, and I was impressed at how clean and tidy everything around SunTrust Park was. I know it’s a new park, but I also know that things can quickly get messy unless there’s a top-notch maintenance crew working on the site, and that’s obviously the case here.

If you noticed the Bobby Cox statue in the image above, you’ve got a good eye. Here’s a better view of it:

This is one of the more unique ballpark statues that I’ve seen because of the use of the dugout wall and steps that the sculptor incorporated. (Of course, I might’ve preferred seeing a Bobby Cox ejection pose statue.)

Since there was no traffic, I went over to the roadway and walked down the center of it for a minute or so to capture this view of the area …

… and then took this shot of the exterior of Live! at the Battery Atlanta, which is an enormous restaurant and entertainment venue that even offers mechanical bull riding on select nights:

I then crossed back to the opposite side of the street and took this photo of the plaza that divides SunTrust Park, on the left, and the start of The Battery, on the right:

I spent the next little while slowly browsing through the Mizuno and the Baseballism stores, each of which I’d visited a day earlier but definitely wanted to see again. Then, it was time to head back over to the Chipper Jones Road to the Hall Pop-Up Experience and explore it a little more thoroughly. I’d been impressed with the selection of artifacts when I’d stopped in briefly a day earlier, but now I had the chance to finally check out one of the space’s prime attractions — the actual Braves dugout bench from Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium, which Jones and the Braves used from 1993 through 1996. Even better than seeing it was the chance to sit on it, which is exactly what I did:

Eventually, I made my way back toward the Chop House Gate, which was still pretty quiet. I snapped this photo of the big Atlanta Braves sign that stretches overhead …

… and then set out to find a way to get up there. I wasn’t sure if this bridge was open to fans or only to authorized personnel, but I figured that I’d do my best to see if I could get up there. There’s a restaurant at each end of the bridge, so I started by going into the one at the left of the bridge in the photo above. The restaurant wasn’t busy because it was the middle of the afternoon, so I just sort of walked with a purpose until I found a set of stairs, went up it and discovered a second-level patio that was empty. I made my way through it until I was standing here:

Success!

I have no idea whether I was supposed to be up there or not, so I quickly got busy enjoying the 360-degree view around me, as well as snapping a bunch of photos. Here’s a view of the Chop House Gate, the First & Third restaurant, the Omni Hotel and the Georgia Power Pavilion from above:

And here’s a look at The Battery, including a bunch of the residences, from my elevated position:

I spent a few more minutes in that spot, enjoying the surroundings, before retracing my steps back to ground level and continuing to wander around. After taking several steps away from the bridge that I’d just been on, I took this panorama that shows the scene:

Pretty soon, there was a live band — Summer Brooke and the Mountain Faith Band — starting to get ready to play on the pavilion stage, so I walked over there, found a place to sit in the shade, and watched it for a little bit:

After a couple of songs, and feeling refreshed from the shade, I headed back to The Battery to check out the sights. It starting to fill up now as game time got closer, and that brought out more attractions. Chief among them was this street performer, who was hugely entertaining to watch:

His ability to not only stay still for long stretches at a time, but the comic relief that he’d provide by moving just as an unsuspecting passerby thought he was a statue, was highly entertaining, and a large crowd was soon gathered around him. I watched for a few minutes, and then browsed through a few of the shops to not only get more of the area’s experience, but to also enjoy some A/C.  The cool air in the shops was refreshing, but I soon headed off to find a cold drink, and spontaneously bought a margarita from a restaurant in The Battery called Goldbergs:

It’s actually a bagel restaurant, but they were inexplicably selling margaritas and other cold drinks from a cart on the sidewalk, and I couldn’t resist. It felt very resort-like to walk around the area and sip on this drink — but the knowledge that SunTrust Park’s gates would soon be opening quickly snapped me out of any all-inclusive resort daydreams I might have been experiencing.

After I finished my cold drink, I headed back toward the gates, which were much more active by this time. The live music had ended, but there was a big game of Wiffle ball taking place on the pavilion turf, and jugglers and other performers were also making the rounds. I enjoyed the scene from a few vantage points, and then took a spot near the head of the line.

As soon as the gates opened, I went straight to the seats in center field, where I checked out the pond/fountain display and the batter’s eye beyond it:

It very much reminded me of the display at Coors Field in Denver, which I visited a few seasons ago.

Next, I followed the concourse around to the area behind the visitors dugout on the first base side, where I enjoyed the scene for a brief period …

… before finding the netting annoying and deciding to seek another vantage point.

As always, there’s a part of me that can understand the reason for the netting … but I absolutely loathe it.

My next view of SunTrust Park was thankfully unobstructed. I’d climbed all the way up to the upper deck and, unlike a day earlier when I’d spent a lot of time down the third base line, I went straight to the seats behind home plate. From here, I had this outstanding view of this beautiful park:

I was in no hurry to escape this view, so I grabbed a seat and just sat and enjoyed for a few minutes, occasionally checking my Twitter account.

Then, I decided to do a little exploring of the upper deck. One of the unique things I noticed in this area was the walkways behind the seating sections. There’s a normal upper-level concourse that you can walk along, but in several spots, you climb up and walk across these areas to get into the seating bowl:

If you were to glance at the scene above, you might think that I was in a prohibited area, but that wasn’t the case. It’s definitely a unique way of reaching your seat in the upper deck.

I next checked out the ballpark from the first base side of home plate, which provided this view:

After taking this photo, I decided to set off in search of something to eat. One thing had caught my eye at a nearby concession stand earlier, and while there were still lots of worthy choices around the ballpark, I made a bit of an impulse purchase with this meal. It was called the Spec-Tator:

Here’s a breakdown:

  • Smoked jumbo potato, wrapped in bacon
  • Jalapeno cheddar sausage, stuffed inside of said potato
  • Topped with cheese, sour cream and green onions

Sounds ridiculously awesome, right?

Awesome, it was not.

In fact, I think I can safely put this meal at the very top of the “Worst Thing I’ve Ever Eaten at a Ballpark” list. Don’t get me wrong — the idea of the Spec-Tator was cool, but the execution was incredibly flawed. For starters, the potato wasn’t remotely cooked through, so much of it was inedibly hard. Speaking of uncooked, a lot of the bacon that wrapped around it was barely cooked and had a slimy consistency. The sausage inside of the potato was also underdone, and had a terrible gelatinous texture. And, to add insult to injury, the cheese in this dish was actually a ladle of oily nacho “cheese,” which is one of my top ballpark nemeses. In fairness, the sour cream and green onions were fine — but it’s hard to get them wrong, right?

Know what wasn’t fine, though? Spending $15 for this, taking two bites and then tossing the entire thing in the nearest trash can. I perhaps could’ve returned to the concession stand to explain the situation and get my meal replaced, but after just a couple of bites, I wasn’t in the mood for eating another Spec-Tator in this lifetime.

As a lover of ballpark food, it’s always disappointing when I eat something that doesn’t deliver — and it’s also disappointing not to be able to share my excitement about the meal with you. Fortunately, more ballpark meals are good than awful, but it’s a letdown when I run into something that sits firmly in the “awful” category.

Fortunately, even a bad meal wasn’t going to leave a bad taste in my mouth about SunTrust Park. I put the Spec-Tator firmly out of my mind and continued to explore the upper deck. My next stop was high above the right field foul pole, where I could clearly see the pool deck at the nearby Omni Hotel — including some guests who were wearing Braves gear and would undoubtedly be watching the game from the deck once it got underway:

From here, I also took took this shot of me with the field in the background — and with my red road trip shirt, which you might recognize from this visit to Target Field a season earlier:

By this time, the grounds crew had just about finished getting the field ready for play, so I went back down to the main concourse and watched the scene from an outfield seat for a few minutes. Then, I headed past the Sandlot kids’ play area, snapping this shot to show the hotel’s pool deck and some assembled fans from a different angle:

I watched the first inning from an outfield seat, and then went up to the upper deck on the third base side to watch the next couple of innings, where I had this amazing view as the sun set to my right:

 

It was fun to watch a bit of the action, but I was soon anxious to continue to exploring the park. I went back down to the concourse and checked out the team shop. Immediately outside of the shop, I paused to snap this impressive sight:

This is a Braves tomahawk that is made out of 17,257 Lego bricks, made by a Lego enthusiast from nearby Alpharetta named Jason Williams.

Next, I headed straight toward Monument Garden, which I’d visited a couple of times a day earlier but was eager to check out again. Here’s another neat display that you’ll find in this spot — a staggering 755 bats positioned to recognize Hank Aaron’s 755 career home runs:

I probably spent about an inning in Monument Garden, and then took another big lap around the concourse before heading back to the seating bowl to check in on the game. And that’s how I spent the remainder of this game — a bit of time in the seating bowl, and then a bit of time walking around the concourse.

As I’d done a day earlier, I left SunTrust Park promptly after the last out, and was back in my hotel about 10 minutes later — ready to crash after a long, outstanding day in and around this tremendous National League ballpark.

Atlanta Braves – August 30, 2018

After three outstanding days watching the Knights in Charlotte, I got up early on the morning of August 30, took the bus to from uptown Charlotte to Charlotte Douglas International Airport, and boarded a Delta flight to Atlanta a couple of hours later.

The flight from Charlotte to Atlanta was just 70 minutes, and I was standing in the terminal of Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport, the busiest airport in the world, a few minutes after noon — or, more importantly, about 7.5 hours before the Braves would host the Chicago Cubs at SunTrust Park.

SunTrust Park opened at the start of the 2017 season, and I’d originally planned to visit later that year. Those plans didn’t pan out, though, and I knew that getting to Atlanta in 2018 would be a priority of mine. The park has earned rave reviews from a lot of people, so I was eager for the opportunity to see it a few times on this visit.

The ballpark, located in Cobb County, rather than in Atlanta itself, is about a 30-minute drive north of the airport. As soon as I picked up my rental car (a Jeep Cherokee for this trip, which I was definitely loving), I drove straight to Cobb County. Before I checked into my hotel, I hit a nearby Target to grab some snacks for the next three days, and also picked up lunch, which I ate in the parking lot of my hotel because I had arrived well before check-in time. About 2 p.m., I decided to see if my room was open, and I was happy to learn that it was. My hotel was so close to the ballpark that I was hoping I could see it from my window, so as soon as I got into my room, I went straight to the window and looked out. Unfortunately, I was situated on the other side of the building, which meant no ballpark view. And, while my view of I-75 wasn’t exactly thrilling …

… I was pleased at how bright the sky was and how perfect the day appeared to be for baseball.

I didn’t spend long in my room, though. As soon as I’d made a couple of trips from my vehicle to my room to get everything unloaded, I changed shirts (into this one) and began the walk over to the park.

My hotel was just one mile from SunTrust Park, which made for an easy walk — although it also made for a very hot one, as I was quickly learning that the Georgia heat was stifling. To get to SunTrust, I walked up a street called Interstate North Parkway, and then turned right onto Windy Ridge Parkway Southeast, which spans across I-75. I mention these roads because of the many ways to get to this ballpark on foot, I think that this way is one of the best. As you walk across I-75, SunTrust Park comes into full sight ahead of you, and it’s an anticipatory and exciting scene that looked like this after I crossed over the bridge:

See the pedestrian bridge on the right side of the photo? I crossed over just a moment after I took the above photo, and was soon standing near the third base gate and looking up at the sunny SunTrust Park sign:

While I was tempted to start exploring the immediate area, I knew that I’d have plenty of time to do so over the coming few days. My priority was to get over to the Chop House Gate, which is the place to be at SunTrust Park. This gate appears at one end of an area called The Battery which, with no hyperbole, is probably the coolest spot that I’ve seen in all my travels.

The first photo that I took in this area was of the enormous Atlanta Braves lettering, which is mounted to a footbridge that extends between the end of The Battery and SunTrust Park itself:

I also grabbed a quick shot of myself in this spot, in which I’m wearing my stars and stripes shirt:

As you can see, this area was pretty quiet at the time — but that’s only because I was mega early. I’d soon find out just how popular and festive this spot would be. I also couldn’t resist getting a photo of one of the wooden Chop On signs, which appear in a few locations around the ballpark and make for cool photo ops. Being alone during this visit, and with no one close enough to take my photo, I had to settle for a photo of the sign by itself:

Here’s another shot that I took a few minutes later:

The buildings here are the Omni Hotel, barely visible at the left, and the Comcast building. The turfed area is known as the Georgia Power Pavilion, and it’s a really popular spot for fans. During my various visits to SunTrust Park, I saw this space being used for Wiffle ball, a live concert and flag football.

This next photo is of the hotel, which definitely provides one of the most impressive hotel/baseball experiences that I’ve ever seen. In addition to being ultra fancy and new, it has an elevated pool deck from which you can see into SunTrust Park. Many of the hotel’s balconies face the field, too, and I saw a ton of fans hanging out on the pool deck and on their balconies to watch the game:

Pretty soon, I met up with Caroline Burleson, the Braves corporate communications manager, for a private tour through SunTrust Park before the gates opened. It was something that I’d been eagerly anticipating in the weeks leading up to my trip, and I can certainly tell you that it was a major highlight for me. We met at the Chop House Gate and entered the ballpark a couple of hours before the gates were set to open, and then spent the next hour or so checking out a bunch of the highlights.

The first place we visited was the kids’ play area known as the Sandlot, which is located just to the right of the Chop House Gate once you enter. It’s got a really impressive selection of carnival-style games, a climbing wall and more, but the biggest attraction is an actual zip line for kids — definitely the first one that I’ve ever seen inside of a ballpark. In the photo below, the carnival games are located in the red brick structure running down the left side, while the zip line platform is elevated on the right in the distance:

We next went out to the seats in left-center, where Caroline pointed out the Coors Light Chop House in right field, which has climate-controlled seating indoors and bar-style seating outdoors:

Did you notice the opening in the right field fence? That’s an area known as Below the Chop, which is a private group area that puts you not only at field level, but also just a handful of feet behind the right fielder.

While we stood in the outfield seats, I couldn’t resist snapping this photo of the quiet ballpark:

As you can see, the batting cage was set up, but none of the screens had yet been moved into position, so it was neat to see SunTrust Park at such a dormant time. It was also exciting to see all of the different levels of seating and know that I’d be doing some serious exploring over the next few days.

We continued our tour by walking through the concourse behind the left field seats …

… stopping at various points so that Caroline could point out the different features along the way. One neat thing that we soon came across was the Mizuno Glove Experience, which was yet another thing that I’d never seen elsewhere before my visit to SunTrust Park:

There are two Mizuno booths at the ballpark, and they’re both there to give you a chance to borrow a baseball glove for your visit. To do so, you authorize a small hold on your credit card, which is reversed when you return the glove at the end of the game, and you can choose anything from a youth glove to a Chipper Jones signature glove. You can then use the glove during BP and the game in an attempt to snag a ball. I can see this idea being really appealing. Although I usually enjoy taking my glove to the ballpark, I don’t travel with it when I fly to games. I don’t check my luggage, so when it comes to devoting carry-on bag space to my glove versus some extra clothing, I have to opt for the latter. Having a kiosk like this is thus a perfect idea for people in a similar position to me.

Our next stop was one of the places in SunTrust Park that you could easily spend a lot of time browsing, and I was super fortunate to get to check it before there were any crowds competing for space. It’s called Monument Garden, and gives you a chance to walk through the team’s history with plenty of interesting artifacts displayed in a really picturesque way. The area also features the Braves Hall of Fame, so there are a ton of plaques and other displays that are worth reading. Here’s how it looks from the front:

And here’s a look back at Monument Garden after we’d finished walking through it:

There are too many highlights in this area to list and depict, so I’ll encourage you to devote some time to this space whenever you visit SunTrust Park. I will, however, share a few of my favorite sights.

Seeing the Braves 1995 World Series trophy was definitely a highlight …

… as was browsing this display that showed how the team’s uniforms have changed over the years:

There was also a display that recognized the multiple MVPs, Cy Young Award winners, Silver Slugger Award winners, Rawlings Gold Glove Award winners and Rookie of the Year Award winners from throughout the team’s history:

I’m sure that I could’ve spent an hour in Monument Garden — and I definitely returned during my subsequent visits to SunTrust Park — but there were more things to see and do, so Caroline soon led me up to the second level, where we went out to the seats for a moment to check out the view:

From here, I could clearly see a number of cool seating areas that the ballpark offers, starting with the Coca-Cola Corner up top, which we’d soon be visiting, and the Hank Aaron Terrace. I could also see a pair of Cubs playing catch on the field below, which is the type of sight that always makes me excited to be at a ballpark.

Our next stop was the upscale Infiniti Club on the terrace level, which was definitely an area that I’d have been unable to visit without Caroline’s help. It’s holds the ballpark’s suites and has an amazing common area with plenty of pictures of players and managers from throughout the team’s history. Here’s a look at the bar/dining area of the club:

We then went over to the Hank Aaron Terrace, which had some display pieces that rivaled Monument Garden, as far as I’m concerned. It’s not the best photo because the lighting was pretty challenging, but how’s this for a sight?

This is the bat that Aaron used to hit his 715th home run, as well as the ball that he hit. Truly hall of fame-worthy stuff, right?

The Hank Aaron Terrace was ultra swanky with a variety of seating options including these that faced the field. What a view!

As I mentioned a bit ago, we then made our way up — way, way up — to the Coca-Cola Corner, which is high above left field. It was one of my favorite places to visit for several reasons. Here’s the scene from one end:

I absolutely love how the ground is covered in turf. It makes this spot seem field-like and special, and I love the bright red accents throughout. There were lots of photo-worthy scenes in this area, including an enormous chair that I had to sit in for a moment:

Our last stop in SunTrust Park was the Xfinity Rooftop, located high in the right field corner, essentially across the field from the Coca-Cola Corner. It’s a group area that offers a fantastic view of the field, as you can see here:

In addition to upscale amenities, such as bar seating, couches, big TVs, and more, this area has table tennis, foosball and cornhole games, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t notice that there was a Waffle House concession stand just a few steps away.

Our time in SunTrust Park drawing to a close, but that didn’t mean that my tour was over just yet. Next up, we spent some time walking through The Battery, making a stop at the Chipper Jones — Road to the Hall Pop-Up Experience. The Battery has an empty storefront that is used for rotating exhibits, and that’s exactly what the Jones experience was. The longtime Braves third baseman (and occasional outfielder) was inducted in the hall of fame last season, and this pop-up museum was all about celebrating Jones’ career. There were a bunch of Jones-related artifacts throughout the exhibit, including the actual sign that hung at Turner Field after the Braves retired Jones’ #10:

There were also several life-size Jones cutouts, including this one …

… and a selection of mannequins wearing Jones’ various Braves uniforms:

After the pop-up experience, Caroline left me to explore The Battery on my own, but I’ve got to give her a huge thank you for sharing her time and expertise with me. Truly an outstanding experience and one that I won’t forget!

SunTrust Park’s gates hadn’t yet opened, and that suited me just fine because I was really eager to explore The Battery. If this is the first you’ve heard of this area, let me take a moment to explain it a little before I take you on my walk around it.

Picture an upscale pedestrian neighborhood. Restaurants and shops line the picturesque streets, and SunTrust Park is never more than a few minutes’ walk away. I can safely say that this area is the best space around a ballpark that I’ve ever encountered, and while I haven’t been to every stadium yet, I have a hard time picturing anything that could top The Battery. One thing that continuously struck me was how neat and tidy everything was — it was as though I was walking through the photos in the pages of some sort of a Utopian tourism magazine.

Here’s a look down the length of one of the sections:

Check out just how gorgeous everything looks. And did you see the residences on the second level of the building on the left? I can’t imagine how amazing it would be to live in this area. Here’s another look at the same block, but from the other direction. You can see the residences more easily from this angle, and that’s SunTrust Park’s light posts poking over the top of the trees:

The selection of restaurants in The Battery was truly outstanding. You could grab some fast food — pizza, burgers, fried chicken and more — or you could sit down for a meal at any number of high-end eateries — steak, seafood and so on. The shopping options were amazing, too. Two of my favorites were the Baseballism store and a Mizuno retailer that had a huge selection of gloves, cleats and bats. Because SunTrust Park is new, so too is The Battery — and it’s always adding new things. New restaurants, an escape room, a hotel and more are slated to be added to this area soon.

Here’s a shot of one of the streets that runs through The Battery, although I should note that the streets are closed off prior to games, so fans can walk anywhere with ease:

The ballpark’s gates were going to be opening shortly, so I wrapped up my walk through The Battery and made my way over to the Chop House Gate. Normally, I like to be among the first fans in line, but since I’d already had a tour through the park and was so thoroughly enjoying my visit to The Battery, I got to the gate and lined up about 30 fans back. It wasn’t too long before the gates opened, and as soon as I got inside, I went down to the seats in left-center to watch BP for a few minutes:

I didn’t spend long in this spot, though, and headed over to the Braves Authentics Store, which carries a wide selection of game-used products. As much as I love team shops at MLB stadiums, I always love when a team has a game-used shop or kiosk, and get a kick out of browsing the various items. As always, I was tempted to add a game-used base to my collection …

… but knew that it wouldn’t remotely fit in my carry-on bag, so I’d have to pass. One day, I tell you, I’ll own an MLB base!

By now, I’d been walking for several hours, between my walk to the ballpark, my tour, my trip through The Battery, and more, and I was in need of something to cool down. Refreshment came in the form of a frozen lemonade, which is always one of my favorite ballpark treats. I took it all the way up to the upper deck to enjoy some shade, and ate/drank it with this view:

After this snack, I went back down to the main concourse, and as amazed at how many Cubs fans there were. I’d seen hundreds of people in Cubs shirts, jerseys and caps when I’d been in The Battery before the game, and I don’t think it’s a stretch to suggest there were more fans with Cubs apparel than with Braves apparel. There was quite a crowd around the zip line, so I took a walk over there and watched a handful of kids trying it out, including this young man:

I spent the rest of the time up until first pitch walking around the main concourse, stopping here and there to check out the sights and just generally loving this ballpark. At one point, I went out to the outfield seats in right-center to shoot this panorama:

Then, once the game began, I set off in search of some dinner. I’d been scouring the SunTrust Park concession stands since I got in, and I have to say that I was thoroughly impressed with many of the offerings. That said, I kept it simple for this game with a visit to one of the Waffle House stands. I’d never previously been to a Waffle House in my life, and the idea of visiting one in a ballpark was appealing. Plus, Waffle House is originally from Georgia.

The SunTrust Park Waffle House concessions don’t have full menus, obviously, but they do have a handful of items that people will likely find appealing. I bought a cheesesteak melt hash brown bowl. It may sound excessive, and I can assure you that it absolutely was:

You’re looking at a heap of hash browns and onions, topped with minced steak and cheese. It was actually pretty tasty, although I feel as though I could’ve flown all the way home by flapping my arms and still not burned off this dish’s calories. Still, I’m glad to have finally have some Waffle House food, and it seemed fitting to do in Georgia.

Instead of heading off in search of some new adventure after I’d finished eating, I stayed in that spot to just enjoy the view for a couple of innings. Then, I went to find something sweet to counteract the saltiness of my dinner, and found it in the form of a peach milkshake from the Chick-Fil-A — another Georgia company — concession stand:

I’d never had a Chick-Fil-A milkshake in the past, and have to admit that it was very good. And my choice of peach was intentional, given that Georgia is, of course, the Peach State.

After I’d had my milkshake, I spent a bit of time on the first base side, and then went back over to the upper deck in left field where I’d eaten dinner. I’d noticed a cool visual effect in this area that I’d missed earlier, and wanted to check it out. I find that the upper decks of some MLB stadiums can be really dark at night, which some fans may not find inviting. The upper deck overhang at SunTrust Park has a neat glow emanating from it, which really boosts the visual appeal of this area:

I remained in the upper deck for a little bit longer, and then went back down to take a tour of the main concourse, stopping again at the authentics store, the main team shop and Monument Garden. About halfway through the game, I went back to the seating bowl, found a spot in the upper deck and remained there for the duration.

I left SunTrust Park pretty promptly after the game’s final out, stopping to snap this photo on the walk back to my hotel:

And as always, I was anxious to get back to the ballpark the next day.