I really loves me the catchers, don't I

I decided to go to Everett to see Jeff Clement's professional baseball debut. He's a really cute, sweet, left-handed college boy with an awesome swing. I already wrote a long thing on Marinerds which I'm not repasting here, so Eat your heart out, Joe Mauer.

As it is, taking the bus to and from Everett just takes a loooooong time, but isn't particularly difficult, and when you have Harry Potter to read, the travel time is somewhat irrelevant anyway.

Tonight's game was attended by 1722 people and 348 dogs. I am not making that up.

(Yes, I really did receive a really silly-looking ball with dog bones all over it, and yes, I got Jeff Clement to sign it.)

Also, the Aquasox have the silliest uniforms I have ever seen.

Minor league baseball really is refreshing and pure in a way that major league can't achieve, though; as if it's lost its innocence.