Baseball road trip with Dad: hot dogs, foul ball, mascot hat
Driving from field to field. Living on burgers, dogs and fries. What else can you eat when you are constantly watching baseball games?
From the night of April 8 through the night of April 9, my dad and I watched three baseball games in the span of 24 hours. These games included the Philadelphia Phillies versus the Boston Red Sox at Citizens Bank Park, the Washington Nationals versus the New York Mets at Nationals Park, and, lastly, a minor league game between the Frederick Keys and the Winston-Salem Dash in Maryland. Each game was exciting, and I loved spending time with my dad on this road trip.
We traveled to Philadelphia to spend time with family and watch the Phillies play the Red Sox. Our family got us to Citizens Bank Park early to watch batting practice. In the end, the Phillies managed to beat the Red Sox 4-2, and our Philadelphia family went crazy. They were definitely die-hard Phillies fans. I left with a really cool Phillie Phanatic hat to remember this experience. After saying our goodbyes to our family, we headed to a hotel to sleep for the night.
We woke up early to travel to Washington, D.C., to catch a Nationals game. The Nationals were playing the Mets. We got there early again. This time our seats were behind the backstop, and I caught a foul ball! This game was just me and my dad. We had our lunch while we sat and watched the game. My dad is a Mets fan, and I am a Yankees fan. Obviously, he wanted the Mets to win, but I secretly rooted for the Nationals. At the end, the Mets squeezed out a 6-2 win. After the game, my dad told me we weren’t done yet.
On our way home that night, we were going to catch a minor league game in Maryland between the Frederick Keys and the Winston-Salem Dash. The Keys are the minor league team for the Baltimore Orioles. The field had open seats everywhere, and we sat right behind the backstop. I wore my Phillie Phanatic hat at the game, and I guess they weren’t Phillies fans in Maryland. The mascot of the Keys didn’t like my hat and gave me his own. The Keys ended up getting destroyed, 13-0. My dad and I loved the games, the fun and laughs, seeing our family, and living on baseball food. I especially loved spending time with my dad.
“Our father-and-son road trip was such a great experience. It was an opportunity to bond with my son and make memories that will last a lifetime! I hope to do another one real soon.”
— Walter Haupt, my dad