With Valentine’s Day coming up it marks the day you should acknowledge your love. It also hearkens the end of of the California Baseball League season. It’s a short season designed to showcase talent for scouts and ballclubs for players that, for one reason or another, were not drafted. It also affords me the opportunity to acknowledge my two loves: baseball and hot dogs.
|The regular dog (heavy on the mustard)|
Probably the most important item to know about the California League is that it is located in Palm Springs, California. Considering that is starts in January, and is the only baseball being played in the nation during that time, it makes the perfect winter getaway. Got a spouse/partner that is not interested in making a baseball road trip? Mention Palm Springs and sunny, warm weather and you have an instant travel companion. The weather really was fantastic for catching some games. Speaking of which, games start at nine in the morning at Palm Springs Stadium (see the previous post about having breakfast in the ballpark). The second game starts noonish and one eight dollar ticket gets you admission to both games. Occasionally there are even three games per day. The league runs a special every day so you will most likely qualify for a two-buck admission at least once per week. Parking is free in the lot shared with the public library.
The ballpark is a oldie but goodie. A former polo ground, it opened for baseball in 1949. Since, it has been expanded four times to hold its current capacity of just over 5,000 fans. It also served as the California Angels spring training facility for 30 years. Overall, it is a solid, albeit long in tooth, ballpark that offers up a pleasant baseball experience. It is located close enough to downtown Palm Springs to call it a downtown ballpark, and it is staffed by one of the most personable ballpark crews in baseball. They really want fans to have a memorable time.
Despite its capacity, expect to see only a few hundred fans there. I love having the extra room, and if you ever wanted to catch a foul ball this is your ballpark. A good share of the fans are Canadian snowbirds. About half of the teams are sponsored by Canadian cities so expect to hear “Oh, Canada” played before the “Star Spangled Banner.” If you read my book Gone to the Dogs, you know that was the case during my first MLB game at Three Rivers Stadium in Pittsburgh when the Pirates hosted the Montreal Expos in 1971. They only Expos player I remember from that day is Boots Day. I guess from his unique name. Guess who was managing the Manitoba team while I was there? That’s right. Boots Day himself. I got to chat with him briefly. Weird no?
|The 1/4 pound dog|
How are the dogs? I was not expecting much considering the size of the ballpark and the number of fans served. But the league manages to serve up two variants of dogs, a regular and a quarter-pound dog. The franks are National Deli brand and are decent tasting. I had both, they taste about the same except for the obvious more meaty ¼ pound version. Nothing outrageous, but a dog that meets expectations with relish, mustard and onions available. Worth having one if at Palm Springs Stadium.
Was it worth driving nearly two thousand miles there, back and in between? You bet. Watching hungry players scrape it out for a minor league contract while dodging foul balls with a dog in hand, all while basking in great, sunny weather in the middle of January, is my idea of the perfect getaway. Speaking of which, where are you taking your Valentine on that special day? No plans? I know this sunny spot in the desert where you can entertain you lover all day for about eight bucks.