A Night at a Ballgame: Boise Hawks

We finally made information technology out to our first Boise Hawks game! The Hawks are the Class A Short Flavor affiliate of the Colorado Rockies. We chose Friday, July 12, because it was the weekend before my son Wilson's birthday and information technology was also a fireworks night.

Every bit you tin imagine, the baseball here in the Northwest League isn't always the most balanced, but it certain is entertaining. The Hawks hosted the Hillsboro Hops (Arizona Diamondbacks chapter) and Wilson sure had a time trying to effigy out the difference between the two teams. It took the motion-picture show in the programme and identifying the jersey colors before he finally got ahold of the concept.

Nosotros got to the game just a few minutes before the national canticle, because Wilson had previously requested his own popcorn. Who am I to reject that face? We found what we thought were our seats (more on that in a minute) and settled in just in time for the anthem and first pitch.

Something that's interesting near Memorial Stadium in Boise, ID is that the seating goes right up to the warning track and the only thing separating the fans from the field is netting. There's not even a backstop of whatsoever multifariousness, simply a 3-inch curb with netting. Without the backstop, you always feel very shut to the field. It's first-class. Another fun feature at Memorial Stadium is a hawks nest on top of i of the lite poles in left field. Obviously by design, it appeared the nest houses 2 or 3 hawks that fly around the field during the game.

Memorial Stadium - Boise Hawks

We sat virtually four rows up behind abode plate. The whole time I thought, "These seats are way besides good for what we paid. Are we in the right spot?" I flipped through the plan to run into if I could find a seating chart and couldn't find anything. Nobody came to sit in our seats. Fifty-fifty if they had, they might take but establish another seat in the row adjacent to, backside, or in front of us, considering section wasn't even close to full and there were plenty of open up seats to exist had. And so, we stayed put. As it turns out, our tickets were for the section higher up where we were sitting, but I didn't discover this out until subsequently we left.

I mentioned in the offset episode of the Baseball Together podcast that MiLB games are a lot of fun and one reason is the lack of seating enforcement. Well, there'south a firsthand business relationship of the flimsy seating chart at an MiLB game.

Anyway, past the time nosotros hit the middle of the 4th inning it was hot and style by Wilson's bedtime and so he said he was tired and ready to go home. I convinced him to stick out the lesser half of the 4th inning before leaving, which he did, so we headed home. By this time the game was well out of hand every bit the Hops had taken a commanding 11-0 lead with all the scoring having come in the start two innings.

I'grand always bummed to leave a game early on, simply it worked out. Even though it was an evening in the mid-90s, cloud embrace had moved in during the bottom of the third and simply as we pulled out of the parking lot the rain hit. With no real cover to be found at the ballpark, we would take been soaked. No fireworks that dark, but we made sure to brand a terminate for a snickerdoodle on the way home to make up for it.

I'chiliad confident we'll exist back. For the cost we paid and the intimacy of the stadium, the atmosphere at a Boise Hawks game tin can't be crush.

Brad has had a passion for baseball since he could walk upwardly to a batting tee. He learned how to throw a 2-seam fastball earlier he could write his own name. He grew up in the sport every bit a catcher with corking coaches who taught him to love and respect the game and the team. Brad joins Baseball Together with a love for baseball and a passion to share it with others.