Last nigh was a whole bunch of crazy. Libby and Donny organized a family trip to the minor league baseball team in downtown Indy. The family group included me and TJ, the Warrner Parents, Libby and Donny, Donny's bro Ted, and the Parents Adams. We had a great time...up until we all began fearing for our lives.
Unlike Oakland (home of the Athletics) this ballpark lacked a net barrier to catch stray balls. Well they direly need one. During the 4th inning (or something like that) a batted low ball came flying in our direction. It ended up only one section to our right in the head of a spectator. Not only did the ball hit the poor guy in the head IT DREW BLOOD!!! The poor dude had to leave with ice on his head!
Not three innings later a different player I call "Killer" was up bat. He swung at the ball and freakin' let go of the bat. The bat went flying higher than the ball did and hit a woman in the row directly below us then bounced and hit Donny's dad. YEAH, flying bats, deadly balls....come on! The guy didn't even CARE! He of course got to hit again, AND THAT BAT WENT FLYING TOO!!!! That guy straight up sucked, throughout the rest of the evening he dropped balls and broke 2 more bats. The sick and weird thing is they let you keep your weapon of assault, so Donny's dad got to keep the bat that hit him! I think he gave it to Ted, good thing I had a red sharpie on hand! Ted had killer sign the bat. 
Ted walking away from KILLER
Killer and his second victim
Ted and Killer's autograph
2 comments:
Indy sounds too intense for me!
you had good seats if you were close enough to get a bat!
AW
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