A ballgame was welcome after a day of American
Tragedy Tourism. I spent much of the morning at the
Shanksville memorial, which is a
pilgrimage I believe
every American should take, and then at the
Johnstown Flood National Memorial, which was depressing in an entirely
different way. Blair County Ballpark was a refreshing change at the end of
the day. I had heard many positive
reviews
of the ballpark--some call it the best in the United States--and while I prefer
a few others to this one, it still was a tremendous place to see a ballgame, and
well worth a detour if you're anywhere nearby.
Blair County Ballpark sits adjacent to
Lakemont Park, and a roller coaster sits past right field. This creates a
carnival atmosphere to the ballpark. I could see this being a bad thing--after
all, I loathe any ballpark with a carousel, and
I don't like distractions during my baseball (though between innings, they're
fine). But Blair County Ballpark manages to take its baseball seriously
without taking itself seriously, which is fantastic.
First, the bit about not taking itself too
seriously. There's plenty of wackiness going on, and not just from the multiple
mascots. The night I attended was a promotion to honor bowling in the Altoona
area. Kids could bowl out on the concourse, and the first pitch was bowled
out (a bowling ball painted to look like a baseball). There were
about
800 first pitches, including one from Mrs. Pennsylvania (I didn't know they
still did that), and loads of promotions between every inning. Many of the
distractions were quite hilarious--they recruited youngsters to walk along the
tops of the dugouts between every inning with a card saying the inning number,
like the ring card girls in boxing. It
was really very funny.
On the other hand, however, when it came time
for baseball, the ballpark provided a great experience. Unlike any other
lower-level ballpark I'd been to, the ballpark gave in-progress scores of other
minor-league games.
A true fan of the Eastern League could keep track of the divisional races on one
of the two big video screens. Speaking of which, I was impressed that a
double-A ballpark would have two big scoreboard screens. Some might feel
it's unnecessary,
but
I don't see anything wrong with a small-town park having a gorgeous couple of
scoreboards that they use properly.
And who can come up with a better use for a
scoreboard than to put me on it? Altoona's radio pre-game show interview
takes place on the concourse behind home plate, and is broadcast on the
scoreboard. That means that, if I place myself just right, I can see
myself on the scoreboard, and if I bring a camera and are especially vain, I can
photograph the back of my purple T-shirt as broadcast on the scoreboard, just
over the guest's right shoulder.
Memory of the game: a foul ball glanced
off of a three-year-old girl a few rows behind me. Sweetly, the entire
Curve dugout came out to look and see if the kid was okay. I believe
Steamer came to give her a Diesel Dawg stuffed animal. People are really
nice.
I had the pleasure of hanging out with a great guy
for most of the ballgame. As usual, the conversation began when we both
scored the game.
He's
a history professor (emeritus? I don't remember) at nearby Indiana
University of Pennsylvania. We talked a bit about teaching, baseball, and
travel. I teach history sometimes (although literature is more my game), and I
recognize that a love of history plays into a love of baseball. I had
spent an entire day reflecting on the history of our nation, both distant and
recent, and was in a place that respected its history--from the
locally-appropriate name to the plaques honoring every former Altoona player to
make the majors. Hearing about the area through the eyes of a historian was a
nice touch--the icing on the cake. He was kind enough to give me a business
card...which I, like a bonehead, have since lost. Nonetheless, thanks for
the conversation, Professor.
On the whole, it's a unique ballpark
experience in a lovely, while often overlooked, part of the country. It
lands very near the top of my list. The atmosphere was the perfect blend
of frivolous and baseball-respecting, and the people were quite fun.
BALLPARK SCORE:
Regional feel:
7.5/10
Pretty
good, but not quite great. I like the unique feel of watching a
ballgame in the shadow of a roller coaster, but I can't say I could look
around and know where I was. Still, the team name and the sense of
local history is apparent.
Charm:
5/5
Quite
lovely.
Promotions:
5/5
Nicely
done...numerous, but not at all interfering with play.
Team mascot/name:
3/5
Steamer and me above, and Steamer's pet dog Diesel Dawg below.
Steamer has his own email and his own pets. Weird. I like
the idea of Steamer, but he appears derivative of the Phillie Phanatic,
and the dog, while adorable, could be anywhere.
Mascot interaction:
5/5
They were out and
about throughout.
Pavilion area:
5/5
Loads of
activity, all within view of the ballgame.
Scoreability:
4/5
Fans:
2.5/5
Fans were
surprisingly quiet.
Intangibles:
4/5
On the whole, a
fine night...but maybe I had my expectations too high.
TOTAL:
41/50
BASEBALL STUFF I'VE SEEN HERE:
Brett Roneberg's first-inning
two-run triple gave the Curve the lead they never gave up.