Tuesday, June 14, 2011


     The night has grown cool, several innings now after the sun dropped below the rim of the stadium on the third base side.  The San Gabriel Mountains loom behind left field, the light of night fades in.  
     The ballpark has a romantic feel during early hours of evening when the sun has gone and night time takes over.  A hawk glides between light stanchions in the outfield.  The ballpark lighting takes effect.  The infield is groomed like fine-grain sandpaper, the grass smooth as a brush-cut DI haircut, it's forest-green hue sends chills down my back.  

The park is a gem, and it’s nearly empty on this Monday night. 

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