The Other Nationals are Pretty Great
I went to my first Potomac Nationals game on the 4th of July. It was exactly like the big Nationals only cheaper and the team played better. I was completely charmed.
Elite, Field Box Seats: $13
An attendant toweling off our seats, another taking food orders from our seats: priceless.
The manager, Randy Knorr, is also the 3rd base coach. My friend Amelia said he's also the mayor and runs the Post Office.
When the grounds crew rolled the tarp off the field, we all laughed when we realized the heavy equipment that had been holding it down was the players' benches.
"Welcome to our Annual 4th of July Game."
Johnny Estrada, major league player on rehab assignment, in the dugout. He looked like a big old grizzly bear in a den full of eager little puppies.
Right Field Billboard: "Baker-Post Funeral Home and Cremation Center."
And finally, Uncle Slam. I can't even begin to describe my level of mascot envy. He's got an awesome baseball name. He dances great. He's funny. He's huggable. He lets the kids win the races. He's just so freakin' CUTE. Screech can't hold a candle to him. I'm thinking of starting my own 'Call Up Uncle Slam, DFA Screech' campaign.
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