The department in which my dear wife Karen works at SMG came up on the big wheel at work. It was our night to join her co-workers in the company suite at NBT Bank Stadium following her shift and my hours at the Liverpool Public Library on Tuesday, I was informed sometime last week.
And what a nice night for a Triple-A baseball game it was.
The sun setting over Syracuse in a steamy August evening while I sit above home plate watching the highest minor league affiliate of the Washington Nationals tangle with the Rochester Redwings, the squad representing the Baltimore Orioles just town the New York State Thruway …
Sweet. Suite. It. Was.
The home team was all decked out in green uniform tops to honor Irish Heritage Night.
Me, too. When Karen told me the theme, I … well, I’d already worn a green shirt to work. I threw on my Jets hat. And the beads were provided by Karen’s boss, Patrice.
As far as the sport goes, the Chiefs put up one big inning, nickel-and-diming the poor Rochester pitcher with seeing-eye singles for a six-spot. They held on to win 6-4.
What would you wear to an Irish Heritage night if you were a Polish guy? Do you like the Chiefs green uniforms? Which is your favorite photo, and why?