Well, we’re back. No, I didn’t just refer to myself in divine plural: my son also writes here, just less frequently considering he is defending our country, attending college and raising a family. We were ruminating last night that it has been one busy, busy summer for both of us.
But I’m taking a long weekend after a brutal software project. Last night my son and I headed to a Tides game. There was a Beatles tribute band before the game, Beatlemania Again. Check them out if you get a chance. They replay the evolution of the Fab Four from lads in suits through Sgt. Pepper to hippies, with an authentic sound and equipment.
It was good to be at Harbor Park again-ah, the grass looks so green! The hot dogs just taste better in August for some reason. We had seats behind home plate, which was fortunate because Oliver Perez pitched a masterpiece, carrying a no hitter into the seventh. Even with special guest Reggie, the purple mascot that looks something like the Philly Phanatic, diverting the crowd, Perez received a huge ovation when the no hitter was broken up. Again I was reminded that Norfolk has great fans who actually pay attention to the game.
Oh and by the way, the Tides won, 1-0. — Michael Norton