At this stadium (in its pre-refurbished state), I once met Jim Bouton, whose Ball Four (a beat-up copy of which I found in some secondhand store as a kid) was enlightening in the extreme to a young baseball fan.
Yes, of course I am talking about sex. |
This guy, over the right-centerfield wall -- do what now? |
Down by the Willamette there was some sort of pre-Cinco-de-Mayo celebration going on.
Tangential note: If you like Mexican food, do not ever accept offers of Mexican food in the Pacific Northwest. It will only break your heart. |