A Whole New Ball Game

October 16, 2007

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Last week, I did something I’ve never done in all my years as a Los Angeleno. I went to a Dodger game.

Some observations: Dodger Stadium is a beautiful place to be. I love the way it was all lit up and how green the grass was. My boyfriend John Michael and I did notice that there was advertising virtually everywhere. Even the cup holders on the seatbacks in front of us had ads for Coca Cola on one side and Carl’s Jr. on the other. No flat surface was safe from product placement.

At one point, the fan in front of us cut the cheese and I could swear the fart floated up in front of us in a bubble that had 1-800-FLOWERS printed on it. Even the changing of pitchers moment had a sponsor--EZ-Lube. There’s a gay sex joke in there about pitching and catching and lube and easiness but I’m feeling far too butch at the moment to make it.

The players’ pants weren’t as tight as I thought they would be. If that makes me sound like a lech, so be it. John Michael said the pants are tighter in San Francisco which doesn’t surprise me at all. What was hot, however, were the little introductory video montages they’d play whenever a Dodger went up to bat where the player would strike different poses. It’s like they were in the opening credits of Beverly Hills 90210. Fun.

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