Meet: Target Field

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Last Sunday there was a heat advisory in Minneapolis that began around 1pm. The sun was sweltering, the clouds were scarce, and you could cut through the humidity with a pair of safety scissors. But the Schmidt sisters had tickets to a Minnesota Twins game! Which is code for an afternoon of greasy food, cold beer, and a whole lot of sunburn.

The Minnesota Twins play at Target Field, and I’ll step up on this little soap-box and proclaim that Target Field is one of the best baseball stadiums in the United States. Sure…the stadium wasn’t necessarily packed last Sunday because of the skin-burning heat and the plain fact that the Minnesota Twins are, well, the Minnesota Twins {that’s code for we lose a lot}, but if you’re a baseball lover, you’ve got to follow your team to Target Field. The best seats in the house are along the third base line, where you’ve got an awesome view of both the game and the Minneapolis skyline.

My dad tagged along with us for that afternoon game. Our tickets took us right down to the opposing team’s dugout, and we were parked so close to the third baseman that I was contemplating sharing my beer with the poor guy, what with all the heat and humidity. We had that “Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks” spirit plastered all over our faces, even though our team was losing {what’s new, Minnesota…} and the tops of my legs were getting pinker by the inning. A ninety year-old World War II veteran raised the American flag from his wheelchair during the national anthem, and the announcer stated that the man had something like 9 grandchildren and some 13 great-grandchildren and I thought this is such an awesome American pastime. An afternoon celebrating summer heat, summer food, cold drinks, a fun game, and time with family. Not too shabby.

I won’t lie to you, there were a lot of sweaty people wandering around the stadium that day, myself unashamedly included. But eh! We all just embraced it. And prayed that the guy sitting next to us remembered to put on deodorant.

On that note, pictures!

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Thanks for one rockin’ afternoon, Target Field. We’ll be back.

6 Comments

  • Reply Tanya Dempsey July 22, 2014 at 8:11 am

    Love these pics!! So summer… baseball field and a cold one! Adorable.

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  • Reply Kelsey July 22, 2014 at 9:51 am

    Great shots, Gracie! Gosh, makes me miss you soo much!!!

  • Reply Alice Manfrida July 22, 2014 at 1:15 pm

    It looks like you had a fun day! Going to a baseball game with my sister is seriously the most fun. A lot of sunburns have been achieved in the bleacher seats at Fenway.

  • Reply jennifer prod July 22, 2014 at 3:50 pm

    sister pics at target field- i love it! i always see pictures of that great bit baseball glove, but i’ve yet to find it — something to look forward to i guess 🙂

  • Reply Highheels & Tutus July 22, 2014 at 7:48 pm

    Looks like a fun day at the ball park

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  • Reply Noree July 23, 2014 at 5:15 am

    Nice photos!

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