By
JT Pilaf
Last weekend was my farewell song to the "Summer of Jeff" and what a summer it was. Friday after work we traveled down to Auburn to see the Doubledays (Toronto's A affiliate) take on the Cross Cutters of Williamsport (The Phillies youth in training). As you can see our seats were close to the action, second row, right next to the Cutters bench on the first base side. We saw the Doubledays starting pitcher of the first game throw a no-hitter thru 3 innings and he finished wth just one hit after four. No one knows why he was pulled and we asked, oh we asked. The home town Doubledays won the first game 4-1.
Emma took the bubblegum picture, she makes me laugh, you had to be there. We had a wonderful night. The stars were out and we had a waitress getting us anything we wanted to eat or drink (unfortunately, it wasn't free). Emma always says to me at the ballpark, "It's all about the food, dad". Truer words could not be spoken.
Then, Sunday was Zach's baseball banquet at Dunn Tire Park. Free, all you can eat hot dogs and hamburgers and pop. The mornning was perfect and Zach was handed his (just for playing) trophy. The Bisons/ Yankees game followed the banquet and admittedly I was torn.
His coach had some really nice things to say about Zach's season and his smile while playing the game.
Zach really liked him as his coach.
Kei Igawa was throwing for the SWB Yankees and the Bisons (like everyone else up in the bigs before his demotion) hit his high fastball. He's a lot smaller than I thought. But he's got strong thighs.
After the game Buster finally married Belle and made her an honest women. They served cake and ice cream for the kids after the game. Emma was giving Belle some advise on keeping Buster happy.
Of course she loved the reception afterwards too. They played the High School Musical soundtrack.
On Monday I decided to have surgery on the back of my neck. I had some excess fat removed that was bugging me. Too many hot dogs and beers and the ball parks I imagine.
Don't I look better now? You can't even see the scar.
I should have gone to a tanning salon and had them touch up the back of my neck with some tanning spray. Talk about "redneck geek" ...sheesh.
Tuesday night we went to the Bisons last home game of the regular season with Aunt B, Uncle Geo, and Jenna. The night was absolutely gorgeous. The moon, huge and orange, but that might have been the donut in the Tim Horton's ad sign, they both looked the same to me. Where's Mars?
The night was capped off by fireworks that reminded Sandra of her wedding night. Her words not mine, well... maybe mine, I can't remember.
Then, Sunday was Zach's baseball banquet at Dunn Tire Park. Free, all you can eat hot dogs and hamburgers and pop. The mornning was perfect and Zach was handed his (just for playing) trophy. The Bisons/ Yankees game followed the banquet and admittedly I was torn.
His coach had some really nice things to say about Zach's season and his smile while playing the game.
Zach really liked him as his coach.
Kei Igawa was throwing for the SWB Yankees and the Bisons (like everyone else up in the bigs before his demotion) hit his high fastball. He's a lot smaller than I thought. But he's got strong thighs.
After the game Buster finally married Belle and made her an honest women. They served cake and ice cream for the kids after the game. Emma was giving Belle some advise on keeping Buster happy.
Of course she loved the reception afterwards too. They played the High School Musical soundtrack.
On Monday I decided to have surgery on the back of my neck. I had some excess fat removed that was bugging me. Too many hot dogs and beers and the ball parks I imagine.
Don't I look better now? You can't even see the scar.
I should have gone to a tanning salon and had them touch up the back of my neck with some tanning spray. Talk about "redneck geek" ...sheesh.
Tuesday night we went to the Bisons last home game of the regular season with Aunt B, Uncle Geo, and Jenna. The night was absolutely gorgeous. The moon, huge and orange, but that might have been the donut in the Tim Horton's ad sign, they both looked the same to me. Where's Mars?
The night was capped off by fireworks that reminded Sandra of her wedding night. Her words not mine, well... maybe mine, I can't remember.