Saint Paul Saints

We have long been wanting to attend a St. Paul Saints baseball game, and on Saturday night we had our first opportunity. The Saints are a minor league team, and we had heard that the games are very fun, in a somewhat-lame, over-the-top, minor league sort of way. They play at Midway Stadium, a colorful little spot very near our church. In fact, it was friends from our church who offered their season tickets for Saturday night, and we jumped at the chance.

All in all, we had a great time. Master was loving the whole experience. He was taken with watching the baseball, with the trains that pass just behind the outfield fence on a pretty continuous basis, and with all of the general silliness and hysteria that took place between innings. He especially loved a man with a horse head mask who would come and dance in front of our section. He danced along excitedly and then asked "Where horsey gooooo???" for quite a while after the baseball resumed.

Miss also enjoyed the game . . . though she was a bit nervous at the outset. She wasn't quite sure that she was going to enjoy the crowds or the loud music that periodically startled her as it blasted from a speaker directly behind us. As the night went on, though, she couldn't help but enjoy all that there was to see. Her favorite Saints tradition was the trotting of a *real* pig onto the field throughout the night. She loved the pig. Thought he was so cute. And, of course, is now asking repeatedly why we can't have a pet pig. Or maybe a horse. Or a cat. Or, how about a pig?

Mr. and I would love to go back and see an entire game alone (we left in the 4th inning due to squirming Master and the late hour). I would especially enjoy this when no longer super-pregnant, because of the oh-so-comfy bench seating.

Here are some pictures of the outing, for your enjoyment:

The littles wanted to wear "baseball hats" to the baseball game. Master now thinks that, if he puts his hat on, we can go back to the game.

In front of Midway Stadium. Trust me, they are more excited than they look.

This is the maneuver I had to employ most of the night to keep Master from running away and exploring *all* of Midway Stadium. Yes, those seats around us were all eventually filled.

Behold "Muddonna", the team mascot. I was unable to capture an image of the real pig, whilst performing the Master-holding maneuver illustrated above.Taking it all in.