Day Two: Philadelphia to Pittsburgh. 300 miles
June 20, 2002
If all days were like this, I'd pull the
stem out on my watch and want time to stand still. Walking to, from,
and taking in a game at PNC Park is simply a wonderful way to
spend a night on the eve of the Summer Solstice. My apologies for the
following cliché:
Lost prescription sunglass
attachments: $80.
Four-Star Hotel five blocks from PNC Park
procured on Priceline, one night: $62.
Two Pittsburgh Pirate Hats: $32..
Six excellent Hot Dogs, One
Crackerjack, two sodas, a beer and some cake: Lost track.
Street saxophone player blasting out
"Time After Time" on the Roberto Clemente Bridge in the summertime
breeze after the ballgame: $1.
Your eldest son's braces gleaming
in the stadium lights after grabbing the game's first foul ball*: Priceless.
-RCA
* An 0-2 Kris Benson pitch to Eric
Chavez, fouled back to the third base side behind home plate, first row, second
tier.
Addendum, 10 years later: PNC has the most spectacular view of any park. The city skyline is right there, on top of you. Having the Roberto Clemente Bridge is like the baseball version of the yellow brick road to baseball Oz. (And it's yellow, no less). Plus, the fans were extremely friendly and knowledgeable too. It was my favorite when we finished our tour, and now having been to CitiField and the new Yankee Stadium in the years since, it's held up as my favorite ballpark.
June 20, 2002
Well, we packed up out of the Marriott, then left early. We rode,
most of the scenery boring, but some was really beautiful. We stopped at a
great diner for breakfast, and moved on. We finally got to Pittsburgh,
(300 miles) and then checked in at the William Penn Omni Hotel. We left for the
baseball game, (Pirates VS Athletics) by walking there, and on the way, there
were homeless people, which was kind of sad. There were people trying to buy
and sell tickets everywhere, which was strange. The stadium was PNC Park, the
newest stadium. We went in, and the park was very clean and beautiful. The
seats were amazing, and there couldn’t be anything much better. After the game
started, a foul ball was hit up to us. Amazingly, my brother got it, which was
his first foul ball in his life. But the thing is, if people were in the seats
where the ball was hit before the foul was hit, no luck for us. The Pirates
lost, 5-3, and we left. We walked on the Roberto Clemente bridge, where there
were people trying to get money. We paid a saxophone player, then went back to
the hotel.
~Parker
Day 2
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6-20-02
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We went to Pittsburgh today and saw the Pirates game. They were
facing the A’s. During the first inning, Eric Chavez hit a foul ball in the
stands…AND I GOT IT! I WAS SO ASTONISHED! I really don’t want to lose this!
And think about the odds of a foul ball getting to you… Well, it was an
exciting game. But at the end of the game, the Pirates lost 5-3. Also, this
ballpark is currently the newest one. It looked pretty good. And while we
were there, it had a scoreboard for interleague games. Looking at it, I saw
that the Mets (my favorite team) won 3-2, and it was a tight game too. -- Austin
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