Okay, okay. I’m sure I’ve gushed about the Nats to the point of exhaustion, but I really do love baseball. And despite what others may say, I love the park, too! I particularly love spending my summers at a park where both my family and I can find some enjoyment: a jungle gym and lots of room to run for my daughter, all while us grownups enjoy beer, Ben’s and baseball.
What I think many people take for granted are the great ushers who do everything from wipe down a wet seat (there were lots of those this past weekend) or, in my case, get you a seat when the park is packed with newly minted Strasburg fans.
In section 305, you’ll find Arthur. He is a kind fellow who has been working as an usher in our section since 2009. When my daughter was just an infant, he’d pull up a seat for me away from the crowds when she and I needed a little breathing room. Last year he relocated us to a new section when a particular group of drunken fans got slightly out of control. We wanted to stay, but he was concerned about the baby. This past weekend he gushed over our little one, now walking and talking. Arthur, a Hill East resident, and I greeted each other with a hug, talked about our off-season and complained about the weather when I arrived at our section on Thursday. I suspect we will spend many a night talking about the team’s ups and downs as the season unfolds.
During the off-season, my husband and I talked about upgrading to the 200 level, but someone brought us back to 305, at least for one more year. Arthur is an important part of our ballpark experience and we couldn’t imagine a game without him.
If you are a regular at the park, please share stories about the people at the park that make your experience great.