We come in peace, and we feel your pain. My wife and I re-located from Oakland, California to Miami this past summer, and the first thing we did when we flew out here for job interviews was attend a Marlins-Nats afternoon tilt on Sunday, May 2, 2010. Josh Johnson bested John Lannan 9-3 in front of a reported crowd of 13,169. We could have sworn that we were two among 2,000, tops.
BUT that was OK by us. We are A's fans, and we are used to a multi-purpose concrete bowl for a stadium, perfect baseball weather, a small group of dedicated fans, an ocean of better seats to sneak down towards, and a playoff-caliber team that doesn't get enough local love. We were riveted by Hanley's smile and two-homer power display, the six-hitter, and the team's loose camaraderie. We were over 3,000 miles away from Oakland Coliseum, but it started to feel like home.
In 2011, we will attend as many Marlins games as possible. We're devoted Logan Morrison tweeps, and we are sure that Javier Vazquez will return to his 200+ strikeout form. We will buy beers from the vendor wearing the weird blow-up hat, and we will seat weasel closer and closer to the Founder's Club seats. In less than six months, we've learned to love key lime pies at Joe's, bike rides across Rickenbacker Causeway, The U, fried plaintains, the entire Pitbull ouevre, and Materva. Burke Badenhop and Arquimedes Caminero are next. Come join us, as we learn to love the Marlins.
Your Friends,
Key Lime Drives
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