The legend of baseball thrives with the Auburn Doubledays

When you were a baseball-loving kid growing up in New York during the belly of the 20th century, the name Abner Doubleday carried weight.

The old soldier dude invented the game we loved, said the Lords of Baseball.

Of course now the myth-busters say it ain’t so.

Personable mascot.

Personable mascot.

None of that matters to the folks that run the short-season Class A club in Auburn, N.Y., 25 or so miles west from the Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood. So they have named their cool little franchise the Doubledays. And followed up on that by making their mascot an old-times dude with the name Abner on his uniform back.

This I know because my dear wife Karen and I attended Opening Night Friday with Michelle, her brother Scott and others. Scott’s great girlfriend Lizzie, for instance, and family. It’s a tradition for all of them Auburnites to go to Opening Day. We tagged along.

Scott, Michelle and Kris feeling at home behind the plate.

Scott, Michelle and Kris feleling at home behind the plate.

Falcon Park is three turns off Route 5 and a far cry from our NBT Bank Stadium on the North Side of Syracuse. It’s an old park. Field, really. Nice homey feel to the joint. We got the feeling that these couple thousand folks had all been going forever.

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We walked up the stairs to the silver bleacher-style general admission seating, which we’d nabbed at a table set up at the gate for the price of $6 per ticket.

That bright green warming affect.

That bright green warming affect.

The field looked Opening Day ready, green as can be and manicured to Grade A level.

Ready for baseball.

Ready for baseball.

The fans were happy to be there on an 80º F night under a bright blue sky, not filling the stands, but doing a good job of Friday Night appreciation.

Lining up for the season.

Lining up for the season.

The players went through the Opening Day ceremonies like champions.

And then came the moment, special, always, no matter who invented this game that lives in our hearts.

And they're off ...

And they’re off …

Baseball, please.

Auburn won, 3-0.

I looked it up the next morning on the team’s site.

The concession lines were very long. I braved the one for beer and got us a couple in the second inning.

But the separate one for hot dogs …

We left with the game scoreless, drove to the Denny’s and had a delicious if late dinner.

That’s a slice of Americana, too.

Who did you think invented baseball? Which souvenir would you buy, and why? Which photo is your favorite, and why?

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6 thoughts on “The legend of baseball thrives with the Auburn Doubledays

  1. I could be wrong Mark but didn’t Abner Doubleday invent baseball? That name is one i heard when I was a child and I can’t recall why. I gotta say, as odd as this is, my favorite picture is the guy at the entry with the donation jar for some charity and a hospital sign behind him,and the players names written in free hand on his table. It really says down-home,local, involved baseball game. My next favorite is the opening pitch for sure.

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    • When we were kids, Paul, they told us that Abner Doubleday invented baseball. Your memory is correct. But now they say that’s a myth. I have a link to the Wiki on “Origins of Baseball” in the piece. They’re always changing history on we of a certain age, now with the ability to really dig in on research, I guess.

      And I agree, the photo of the charity jar and hand-written lineups is really cool. 🙂

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