The Home Opener

Last night The Lioness and I attended the home opener for the San Rafael Pacifics baseball team against the Pittsburg Diamonds. The Pacifics were the back-to-back champions of the independent Pacific Association last year and that makes them champs in three of the last four years.

They came into their first home game of the year with a 2-4 record. The competition this year is tougher and the Diamonds have proven to be as hard as their name suggests.

San Rafael was down by one run when they came up to bat in the first inning and in short order they took a 3—1 lead. Rookie Brent Gillespie hit a Grand Slam home run over the right field fence and after one inning the home boys were up 7—1.

The game was by no means a blowout. Pittsburg rallied repeatedly to stay within reach, but from the seventh inning onward it was an all-Pacifics game. They won 18—8, setting a franchise record and tying the Pacific Association record for the number of runs scored in a game.

You might say that last night’s win was the icing on the cake. In the pre-game festivities the team passed out championship rings and player awards for last season. The mayor of San Rafael was there with a brief welcoming speech and proved that politicos can get to the point and stop talking. In keeping with the Only In Marin theme, Grateful Dead guitarist Phil Lesh led the singing of the national anthem.

We got home at 11:30 pm and were grateful that we didn’t have to get up and go to work in the morning.

Go Blue,

This was a common sight last night as another Pacifics player crossed home plate.

pacifics score_text

I used the Penny lens/Aristotle film combination in the Hipstamatic app to take this photo.

  14 comments for “The Home Opener

  1. June 9, 2016 at 5:42 AM

    Ha, only in Marin.


    • June 9, 2016 at 7:15 AM

      Don’t even get me started on the choices at the snack bar…


      • June 9, 2016 at 7:20 AM

        Ha. While in Marin, organic greens go well even at a minor league ballpark. Funny to hear that Phil was out there. I wonder what his motivation was. Possible as simple as one of the kids from the neighborhood or someone’s nephew plays on the team.


        • June 9, 2016 at 8:36 AM

          He sang last year, so I guess it might turn into an annual event. He and his two partners did a great job with the anthem.


  2. alstacer
    June 8, 2016 at 1:18 PM

    You made a nice, clean shot toward right field.


  3. June 8, 2016 at 11:32 AM

    Sounds like a great night, Allan.



    • June 8, 2016 at 11:38 AM

      Great and late. Thanks, Janet.


      • June 8, 2016 at 11:39 AM

        Yeah, I don’t do late very well, Allan, as inevitably I wake at about 5 am or earlier, probably because it gets light so early now. Our bedroom has curtains, but it also has one of those half moon windows above the windows covered by the curtains, so light makes its way in.


        • June 8, 2016 at 12:43 PM

          A young friend of mine is fond of saying that “nothing good happens after 10 pm” (last night being a rare exception, I guess).


          • June 8, 2016 at 12:58 PM

            My husband used to tell the girls that, but he said after midnight.


          • June 8, 2016 at 2:04 PM

            I think that is 10 pm PST….


          • June 8, 2016 at 2:06 PM

            There you go, Allan. That works for where we are now, but when we were in Ohio, it would have been 9 pm your time. 🙂


          • June 8, 2016 at 5:42 PM

            Time to start getting ready for bed these days.

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