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Striking Out on Front Street: A Baseball Microstory

April 5, 2020

“Honestly, I’m not a huge baseball fan,” she told him. “I just go for the experience.”

He tried to respond, but his mind was blank. A bountiful vocabulary evaporated. This was a symptom of his awkwardness. Instead, he looked ahead, praying his silence won’t deny a second date.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

The pressure to say something, ANYTHING, intensified.

“I go because art and science come together on the field,” he blurted out. “It’s better than sex!”

The regret on her face was painfully obvious. He struck out before the first pitch. There wasn’t going to be a second date.

ER

Sorrow on Front Street: A Baseball Microstory

February 27, 2020

“I’ve been looking forward to this game all week,” Luke said excitedly. “Thanks for getting the tickets, Mum.”

Shelia smiled back. She loved how her son – a grown adult – had the same enthusiasm for a Jays game as he did as a child. Countless times, they bonded over wins, losses and overpriced hot dogs.

“You’re welcome, hunny,” she said. “I’m really glad we could do this.”

As they moved closer to the stadium, Shelia felt sorrow. The tumour was inoperable and she knew she’d have to tell him eventually.

Tonight, at least, they could enjoy one last baseball game together

ER

Friday Night on Front Street: A Baseball Microstory

January 16, 2020

He’s made the pilgrimage for nearly 30 years. Probably could walk the path backwards and blindfolded:

Exit Union Station, walk along Front Street, turn left at John Street, up the stairs and over the bridge. Hello Skydome! Enjoy the game.

The weather is a warm tonic. It’s providing something he badly needs: A chance to take a breath.

The city was busy and his life was no exception. Anxiety and painful memories were far too prevalent. He needed a break. Baseball was that break.

So he walks, inhales the metropolitan air and begins to observe the people and their stories.

ER

Rejoice!!! $1 hot dogs are coming to Skydome in 2019 and we shouldn’t be wieners about it

December 17, 2018

Recently, the Blue Jays announced their promotions schedule for the upcoming season. There are shirts, hats, collectibles and theme nights. But there was one promotion that had me relishing in excitement: Loonie Dogs Night

At the first Tuesday home game of every month, fans can purchase hot dogs for the low price of $1. There is one stipulation: You can only buy a maximum of four hot dogs. Not sure how they’ll enforce that, unless there’s a bratwurst version of the AGCO.

Not surprisingly, nobody is doing cartwheels. I’m sure some automatically hate the promotion because it comes from an office led by Mark Shaprio. If AA and Paul Beeston were still here and came up with the idea, there’d probably be a parade in their honour.

But I’m getting off topic.

Honestly, I LOVE the idea for the sheer nostalgia. When I was a kid, the hot dogs at Skydome were 99¢ and footlongs were $1.99. How could anyone not take advantage of that?! To help advertise the prices, the jumbotron would play a video of two hot dogs dancing to a mashup of bagpipes and techno music. It left quite the impression on me. If the marketing team was hoping Loonie Dogs Night would reach certain Xennials on an emotional level, then I guess I’m a real sucker.

Besides, I don’t need to remind you about the exorbitant fees for certain food items at the ball park. To their credit though, the Jays don’t have the most expensive hot dogs in MLB. Still, it does seem ridiculous paying $4-$5 for something that won’t rock your world. We’re talking about hot dogs after all.

Funny enough, I actually won’t be able to take advantage of this promotion. None of the games I plan on attending in 2019 occur on Tuesdays. But I wouldn’t label this as sad irony. I’ll still have my favourite vendor at the corner of Front and John. For $2.50, you get a hot dog that’s bigger than anything sold inside the stadium, grilled with a phenomenal amount of attention and detail. Worth every penny.

Nevertheless, if you find yourself at the first Tuesday home game of the month, have one dog (or four) for me.

ER


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