I'd never been to the Ozarks
before when I arrived for the 2008 Spring Break Trip.
Michelle
and I spent the night in Branson--no shows, since we got in too late, but long
enough to get the sense that we brought the average age of the town down by
about a decade simply by showing up. We tooled around mountains and caves
for a few days before doing Opening Day 2008 at Hammons Field. Results
were decidedly mixed.
First of all, as you can
probably tell, the place is physically quite lovely. It's faced in the
wrong direction--downtown is behind home
plate--but there's nice flat prairie out there and a Budweiser sign, which means
that Hammons Field does well on the regional feel test. They rolled out
the red carpet to start out the year, putting each player in a red pickup truck
and driving them around the parking lot of a grand beginning. The ballpark
is new, and Springfield only recently regained affiliated
ball, so it's pretty clear that they're proud of their ballclub.
But in the end, there were too
many problems to be ignored. Most jarringly, where were all the fans?
Forecasts were grim--I'm surprised that they got the game in, actually--but the
rain did hold off, and it was Opening Night, for goodness sake. Second,
when it did rain (for about two minutes in the third inning), a good chunk of
people took off, and many others put up umbrellas. It's rude to put up
umbrellas (there are people behind you, dammit), and
you
can wait a little bit, can't you? Michelle and I did what they all should
have done--waited a second, then found a dry seat in the back row, where we
stayed through the rest of the (dry) night.
Second, we were pretty well
astonished by the prices for double-A ball. (Indeed, these prices might
explain why so few people had shown up.) Tickets were nearly twice as
expensive as comparable ones cost us the following night in Little Rock, and
when
the woman told me that a 22-ounce bottle of Sprite would cost me four bucks (I
declined), I got the sense that the Cardinals thought that "big-league" meant
"really, really expensive." Heck, if memory serves, at Safeco Field I can
get an entire vat of soda for about five bucks. Why bleed your
ticketholders dry, particularly during a recession?
Third, the place just didn't
celebrate baseball enough. In the obligatory
place-where-kids-can-run-around-and-burn-off-steam section, there was a
basketball hoop and a pop-a-shot. Nothing baseball related! To be
fair, when I think of basketball, I do think of Springfield. The bad news
is, I think of Springfield, Massachusetts. I'm not sure why Hammons Field
doesn't have any baseball-related fun for the kids, but they don't and it felt
weird.
Finally, there was the
strangeness of Team Louie. A group of four nubile young women wore
windbreakers that said "Team Louie" on the back. I figured they'd be Louie
the Mascot's handlers, running around
with him and helping kids get to see him. That didn't happen, and so I was
baffled as to the women's purpose other than to be hot and young. A quick
internet search
reveals that "a brief choreographed dance" is part of the tryout for team
Louie. So, alas, the women were glorified cheerleaders. I don't want
my baseball teams to have cheerleaders. They take away from the baseball.
There are certainly a few
positives to the place. The Cardinals have obviously succeeded in
capturing the fans of this part of the state from the Royals--at least judging
by the immense majority of spectators wearing red on this night. There is
a good, long walk that one can take almost all the way around the stadium--way
out beyond the scoreboard and onto a grassy hill invisible
from
the field where I encountered a good number of junior-high kids goosing each
other. They were conscientious about scoring decisions on the scoreboard.
And the gorgeous clouds in a gigantic sky might be the number one memory I carry
with me from this ballpark, as well as watching the fireworks they set off
(clearly to celebrate Michelle's birthday).
So, on the whole, it was a
night at the ballpark, and it's almost impossible for that night to be a bad
one. But when all was said and done, this gorgeous place left me wanting a
little more. Springfield is a little bit out of the way, so I don't see
myself returning any time soon, but I do hope they make Hammons Field into a
baseball experience more worthy of the physical beauty of the ballpark.
BALLPARK SCORE:
Regional feel:
7/10
Budweiser,
prairie, and Cardinal red. It worked well here, although I'd like
to see more about southwestern Missouri and less about St. Louis.
Charm:
2.5/5
Too
corporate and expensive to be truly charming. Still, some points
for effort.
Promotions:
3/5
There were a few,
and they didn't interfere much, but Team Louie confused me.
Team mascot/name:
3.5/5
Multiple mascots...Louie on top,
and Fetch (Louie's pet dog) with me on the bottom. I'm fine with
Louie, although Fetch is a pretty transparent marketing ploy to the
pre-potty-trained crowd.
Mascot interaction:
4/5
Pavilion area:
4/5
Would have been a
five were it not for all the basketball.
Scoreability:
4/5
Fans:
2.5/5
Intangibles:
2.5/5
I'm totally
ambivalent about this place. I like the layout, but it left me
feeling kinda flat.
TOTAL:
33/50
BASEBALL STUFF I'VE SEEN HERE:
Matt Harrison--a member of the Mark
Teixeira trade--pitches very well, striking out six in 5 2/3 innings of 4-hit,
1-run ball for Frisco.
Chris Davis has three hits for Frisco.
Diminutive Shane Robinson collects three for Springfield.