I woke up Thursday morning and logged on to Stubhub to check the going rate for Mets vs. Orioles tickets, just for fun. Twenty minutes later, I found myself scouring the internet to find the Inner Harbor’s best crab cakes, while waiting for my ticket to print. For the price of $25 - $15 for the ticket, $10 in “convenience” charges - I bought a field-level seat, five rows behind the foul pole in left. I quickly threw together a master plan that included a stop at the Babe Ruth Museum, crab cakes at Lexington Market, and my arrival at Camden Yards in time to watch batting practice.
I left North Jersey around lunchtime. A few times, I stopped at service areas along the Turnpike for food or gas. At each stop, I ran into packs of exuberant Met fans on their way to the game. Despite the rain, I was running right on schedule, until a 24-car pileup in White Marsh – yes, 24 cars – brought traffic to a screeching halt, turning a three-and-a-half hour trip into a six-hour journey. Thankfully, only minor injuries were suffered, but my master plan was finished. Forced to skip the museum and crab cakes, I headed straight for Camden Yards. I found a nice garage about three blocks away from the ballpark. The parking fee was eight dollars, a far cry from the eighteen dollar tab in Flushing.
By the time I got inside, I had about twenty minutes until the first pitch – enough time to grab some snacks and find my seat. The food was disappointing, although I have admittedly become spoiled by the incredible selection at Citi Field. I had a hot dog that was average, and a big cup of boardwalk fries that, somehow, were already soggy even though they had
just come out of the fryer. Maybe I was just annoyed that I didn’t have a chance to get crab cakes before the game. I still am. Maryland crab cakes are
that good. Regardless, the food will be my last, and only, complaint about Camden Yards. It is my favorite place on earth to watch a baseball game. There’s just a natural charm there that most sports venues lack. For my money, there isn’t a better backdrop in baseball than the old B&O warehouse.
It is not an accident that so many contemporary major league ballparks are modeled after Camden Yards. I have probably been there a half-dozen times, and have never had a bad sightline. Last night, despite being in homerun territory, I was close enough to the action to feel like I was a part of it. That closeness typifies the old guard of classic ballparks, but was replaced for decades by the notion that bigger was better. When it opened in 1992, Camden Yards took baseball back to its roots, and the ballpark-building landscape hasn’t been the same since. Earlier in the week, I made my first trip to the new Yankee Stadium. It is, as some fans refer to it, a cathedral – but that’s not necessarily a good thing. Yankee Stadium is grandiose and palatial, a sight to behold, but it feels more like a museum than a ballpark sometimes. And as far as the intimacy that Camden Yards offers, quite frankly, there is none in the Bronx.
The Mets traveled impressively well last night. I would say that Orioles fans outnumbered Mets fans 60/40, but the Mets fans in attendance were, not surprisingly, much louder. Up until the ninth inning, most chants of “Let’s Go O’s,” came only in response to the louder, more boisterous “Let’s Go Mets” chants that kept surfacing. For most of what was a well-pitched game between Livo Hernandez and Baltimore rookie Jason Berken, the Oriole fans were reduced to playing defense on their own turf.
That changed when Frankie Rodriguez took the mound to try and preserve a 4-3 Mets lead in the ninth.
The home crowd got loud in a hurry when uber-prospect Matt Wieters led off the frame with a double. Rodriguez, who struggled mightily with his control throughout the inning, then walked Nolan Reimold, bringing Brian Roberts to the plate.
In what might have been the turning point of the game, Brian Roberts dropped down a sacrifice bunt. Omir Santos charged the ball and fired to third, but Felix Pie, running for Wieters, was called safe on a bang-bang play. That loaded the bases for Adam Jones, who drew a full-count walk to force in the tying run.
Rodriguez rebounded to fan Nick Markakis for the first out of the inning, but the ensuing batter, Aubrey Huff, lined the first pitch he saw into right field, clinching a 5-4 win for the Orioles.
On my way home, I made a few stops at service areas along the Turnpike and saw some of the same Met fans I ran into on the drive down, looking tired and frustrated. There wasn’t any traffic, but it was a long drive.
-Notes-
-The Mets were hurt last night by the 9th spot in the Orioles’ lineup. In the third inning, Robert Andino took Hernandez deep. Then in the ninth, Reimold, pinch-hitting for Andino, drew a walk and eventually scored the winning run.
-Call it Monday morning quarterbacking, but I have to question Santos’ decision to go for the lead runner on Roberts’ bunt in the ninth inning. It was a close enough play that it could have gone either way, but the rule is that you don’t throw to third there unless you are
positive you can get the out.
-As losses go, Thursday’s wasn’t as bad as it felt in the moment. The Mets led the game going into the ninth, a situation I will take my chances with every time as long as K-Rod is the closer. He has been as close to perfect as anyone could reasonably expect him to be, and was bound to blow one sooner or later. (No, I don’t consider last Friday’s Yankee game a blown save, official statistics be damned.)
-There is one thing Mets fans and Orioles fans can agree on: Keith Hernandez is
the man. Between innings last night, the Orioles showed some Seinfeld clips on the big screen, including the infamous "spitting incident," featuring Kramer, Newman, and Hernandez. Afterwards, a shot of Keith in the booth went up on the big screen, and the crowd gave him a standing ovation.