After attending my first game
in Spokane, I had a bit of a problem. How did I know whether the first
minor league park on my trip was a good one or a not-so-good one? Well,
all it took was a trip to Boise and I knew. Spokane has a good
ballpark. Boise's? Not so good.
There were a number of
problems, but (and I'm sorry, Idahoans) the primary problem was with the
raucousness of the fans. It was like a library in there! I could
have gotten some good studying done--or maybe written some music--while you sat
not cheering at the game. And it's not just that you weren't cheering.
You weren't even speaking.
Not making any noise at all! Normally, during the quiet moments of a
ballgame, I'll hear the low hum of a few thousand conversations. Not here.
Yeah, it was a little hot--in the upper '80s--but I know this is a problem with
the fans and not the heat. How do I know? As we observed moments of
silence around each pitch, I heard the following priceless utterance from the
high-school aged guy behind me: "Do they let you shout while the
pitcher's pitching?" Come on! These guys aren't Tiger Woods;
they can handle the noise. Politeness is nice--it's an aspect of life
that's falling from favor. And I suppose I'd rather have polite folks who
are quiet at ballparks than rude folks who are loud. But still, REV
IT UP a bit!
Game management wasn't all it
could have been. After ball three to the first or second batter of the
game, our PA guy went ahead and announced the next hitter. The home plate
umpire turned around and gave the PA guy this look--and beneath that look I
could see his thought--"It's going to be a long, long day." If
you can't trust the PA guy
to follow the pitch count, can you trust him to give all the scoring information
when it's more difficult? Also, there was another blunder--there was
several simultaneous sounds that melded together into an indecipherable
muddle. For example: We had songs over the PA while a fairly
cool bluegrass band was playing. Two competing sounds were not enough for
the Boise Hawks people, I guess, because while these songs competed with each
other, they'd be doing a promotion on the field--where a guy had a
microphone. Apparently they didn't want that guy to be even that
easy to hear, because his microphone kept fritzing out. What a mess.
How can I enjoy music or promotions I can't hear? There was a particularly
stupid scoreboard graphic too. Immediately after Dust Devils pitcher Brian
Lynch delivered low and outside on his first pitch to a batter I don't remember,
they put the numbers one through four on the screen, and put a check mark over
the number one. That's right...they had a wacky scoreboard graphic for ball
one! How desperate do you have to be for graphics to invent a ball one
graphic?
To be sure, there were some
positives. The ballpark had a lovely panorama past the outfield, and
therefore did fairly well in the "is there any question where you are"
test. And the bluegrass band was a good idea, even though I couldn't hear
it. I also liked the way they rounded up every kid in the stands and
brought them onto the field to sing "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" for
the seventh-inning stretch. The mascot joined them, as did the bluegrass
band and a couple of creepy clowns. Also, there was another "only in the minors"
moment:
apparently the amenities aren't all they should be in the home
locker room, as thirty minutes before his start, I spotted Boise's starting
pitcher that day, Rich Hill, stepping outside the locker room to get some
cellphone reception!
BALLPARK SCORE:
Regional feel:
7.5/10
Some nice hills
beyond the outfield wall ratchet up the score here.
Charm:
2/5
For whatever
reason, this stadium did nothing for me in this area.
Promotions:
1/5
I simply couldn't
hear them.
Team mascot/name:
3.5/5
Humphrey the Hawk and me. Kinda
ugly, but not bad. (Need I say I'm referring to Humphrey and not
me?)
Mascot interaction:
4/5
Mostly good, although
he/she ran out of gas toward the end of a hot day. Can't much
blame him for that.
Pavilion area:
3/5
Scoreability:
2/5
Fans:
1/5
Intangibles:
3/5
Maybe it was just
a bad game or a rough day (drove 8 hours to get there), but there wasn't
much exciting to me. The heat might also have gotten to me a
bit. (By the way, if you're going to a ballgame at Boise
Memorial Stadium, the third base side is the shady side.)
TOTAL:
27/50
BASEBALL STUFF I'VE SEEN HERE:
Boise's Rich Hill struck out 10 in six
innings, but took the loss. Sandy Almonte and Tony McQuade homered.