From Denver with Baseball

This will be my last blog from Denver as I am at the gate of my flight back to NY. In the past two weeks I have been to four Giants games in two different cities. I did something similar last year when I travelled to San Diego and San Francisco. I chose to come to Denver because of the timing, frequent flier miles, and to see a unfamiliar city and ballpark. And of course the Giants.

This is my review of Coors Field. Good food, the Rockies dog was above average for a foot long processed meat product. First time seeing Coors Original at a ballpark and of course I had to have it at all places Coors Field.  I like the setup of the park and location is great with a lot of bars/breweries for pre/post game mayhem. Not many negatives besides an excessive number of grown men wearing the color purple. Oh and the purple dinosaur mascot. Can't they get the Old Prospector or a Rocky Mountain man? I don't understand the mascot. We have a similar situation where there is no Giant but LouSeal makes sense. The Rockies fans also had a below average knowledge of baseball. I wanted to intervene many times but I held back and let them remain in their original state of baseball ignorance.

This is my review of Denver. Clean city, population is very active and athletic. It's hard not to be out here. Probably not my favorite city I've been to, I think I like Boulder more. (I hope no one is looking over my shoulder at the airport right now as I write nasty things about them) Similar to SanFran, large number of bums and hippies. Note to self: Go to Denver after Memorial Day. Cold winds from the mountains made for some chilly mornings/nights.

At the end of every trip there is that sad feeling that the journey is about to end and you have to return to reality. The Giants performance in the series didn't help much either. The mini-sweep by the Rockies did not go over well with the coaches/management. The team will look different in the not so distant future as the lackluster offensive performance is taking its toll on all. Fans always have the least amount of patience when it comes to poor performance on the field but when the coaches are fed up you know changes are on the horizon.

This post is going to have to come to an end as my eyelids are slowly lowering over my eyes. If anything doesn't make sense it's because I'm half awake. This entire trip I had no idea what time it was. My watch, Blackberry, iPhone, laptop, and hotel clock all had different times. The hotel clock was set fours ahead of time when I first got in. That was the last thing I needed when I first arrived with the time change and everything.

Trying  . . . . to . . . . stay . . . a . . w . . a . . k .  . . . . . . .

-Blogging from Denver International Airport