So it was another Bobblehead Day
at the ballpark.
July 11th, 2004
This year, it was not only a popular draw
with Jason Schmidt as the bobble. It was also one of those rare Saturday
evening games for San Francisco which meant longer lines of people at 5pm
waiting for the gates to open. In the past, the bobble promos would be
the usual 1pm day start. With a 7:15pm start time, that's more people
who are awake and able to get in line early. For the day games,
some people are barely out of bed when the gates open at 11am. Heck,
these things are still insanely popular, one could find a listing on eBay
before the game was even played. You have to figure at least 10%
of the sold out 42,600 tickets were in and out with the bobbleheads never
to return and watch the game.
Props to Al for being able to change his
work schedule and bribe his employee to come in on her day off. Not
having realized it was an evening start, I was able to get Al to be the
replacement for Saturday's game. He was able to get someone to cover his
day on the work schedule and fought through traffic to make it down to the
city from Rohnert Park so we would be early for the Bobble Madness at SBC
Jeff and Julie were also attending this
game with two other friends. Gotta hand it to Jeff. He held his
own on the priorities. Their other friends were going to meet them at
their house around 6pm which would have been too late already. Jeff
wanted his bobblehead so they were going to have to meet them at the ballpark.
He wasn't going to miss the bobblehead. Gotta do what ya gotta do.
Good thing they spoke on the phone that day because it sounded as if their
friends were headed to that other San Francisco ballpark closer to the
The line outside the ballpark was crazy.
The crowd of people standing near the Willie Mays statue were not hanging
around. That was the line that formed around the entire plaza in front
of the Willie Mays gate before the game. We could see that wall of
people when walking towards the park from 3rd Street. Fortunately, we
did recognize there are three other entrances to the park so why go to the
longest line? Turns out we arrived about the same time Jeff and
Julie did as we were in the same line only a short distance away.
Or rather, we were all together. (wink wink) After
walking around to the end to scout out the length of the line, all seemed
fine. I did try to bluff the crowd saying something about how many
people realized they were in the line to buy Muni Metro tickets.
No one bought it.
After walking in the gate and back out
along with many of the crowd, it was time for coffee. So what is
with the Starbucks across the street closing at 5pm? Extremely early for
a Starbucks especially when there is a night game. So we settled
for coffee at Borders. The staff was a little slow and not altogether
there. I will spare the criticism of the service, but it was definitely
on a low.
All in all, a good day at the park.
We had our Jason Schmidt Bobbleheads, the Giants won, they gave a ceremony to
Hall of Famer Lon Simmons, and it was just a casual day to kick back and chat. Interestingly,
Albert and Jeff never met face to face before. We have all
interacted online together before from playing NFL Pick'em (ripping on Raiders
fans on the message board), went in on the Skeletora eBay auction
event, and for the most part have been on the same email distributions. This
was their first time actually meeting. Also of note, Jeff
said earlier in the week he would be able to see us dive after any foul
balls from his seats and sure enough one fell 10 feet in front of the
railing in our section. It was coming our way but wasn't
going to reach. When the phone starting ringing, I knew who
the smart ass would be on the other end saying "dive." Now
as for the seventh inning performance of Take Me Out To The Ballpark. I have
never seen them turn off the microphone on a performer before. Dang,
Michael Tucker was already at the plate and the lady was still slowly singing
the song. If ya don't know the words, turn around and read the
jumbo tron. Her performance was the absolute worst ever and full
of baloney. She was the winner of some local American Idol
wannabe contest called Gimme The Mike. They took the mike back as
she was getting booed for such a horrible and lazy rendition of the song.
Unfortunately, the unusual evening start
time meant I missed Carolyn's birthday dinner at Foreign Cinema. So my
apologies and HAPPY BIRTHDAY Carolyn!!!!!