your Erie SeaWolves.......

hooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

we hit the Uht up last night to a packed house for the "North East Little League Night." that's in quotes cause the representation by the NELL. but as the wonderful folks at underarmour would say.... we must protect this house!

well, I wouldn't say protect this house... kinda like, go check out the Uht.



since it was the NELLNight, we were treated to some extracurricular activities, such as the Field of Ginormus Dreams or some other marketing gimmick. basically, the kids from LL will be able to sprint out on the field with the players and stand out there for the opening ceremonies, then they will spring back at the end. abby wanted nothing to do with this, but emma was all about it!



so, we then settle in to a night of eating, watching, covering our eyes from the sun cause the 1st base seats are looking right into the sun until about the 6th inning or so - bad design.







that is, until the 7th inning.... the Kids Center Field Stampede!!!!!! Run.

basically, it's like cat herding, without the cats, but equally unresponsive and uncaring critters being herded. the get the kids out behind the center field fence, and then boom! the gates open up and there is a flood of kids just running. that's where the herding comes in.

i tried to find emma and abby during the run, and should have gotten some pix of the run, but failed. so i did find them at the end when they were getting off the field



good times good times.

the funnier part of the night was this guy



first, he had a mullet - business in the front, party in the back! awesome. secondly, he would say stuff to everyone that got up to bat, made a play, etc. so, that's fine - i can deal with that. but the thing that got me was for the last 3 innings or so, after his beer really kicked in, was that he would yell swing at *every* *single* *pitch* that a SeaWolf would through. every one. didn't miss. several times, the ball was on the way out of the catcher's mitt to be thrown back and he would yell swing. it was truly great. bailey even said something about billy ray.

- m