Lake Olmstead Stadium, Augusta, GEORGIA
State #: 10
States to go: 40
Number of games: 1
First game: April 14, 2005 (Augusta Green Jackets 10, Savannah Sand Gnats 2)
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First off, before I get to the ballpark, I must settle a grudge. This grudge is at least somewhat against orbitz.com and a little more against the Regency Inn Augusta.
Yeah, I know…I decided to go for the cheap hotel ($30) in Augusta. But I trusted Orbitz. $30? Cheap. Maybe I’ll get a cheap, clean, safe, utilitarian room, like a Motel 6 or Microtel or something…no sweat! Not what I got.
Maybe I should have been clued in by the long-haired dude in the Harley T-shirt who worked the desk. Would it kill him to dress professionally? But whatever…different strokes and all that. Maybe I should have been more suspicious of
Well, I’d had it. I was nervous from feeling yucky and even a little bit from dreading the possibly unsafe walk back to my room after the game. So I called Orbitz to tell them I was disappointed that this place (a two-star place, no less…not a one-star!) was a place they had listed. He called the manager to ask if he’d refund my money. The manager refused. The nice guy at Orbitz said he’d look into getting the Regency Inn removed from Orbitz. But as of this writing, it’s still there. So, I must say this:
DO NOT STAY AT THE REGENCY INN AUGUSTA. It is scary and gross. And while you’re at it, you’d do well to use Expedia or Hotwire or such to book your hotels until Orbitz yanks that rathole from its otherwise-fine website.
Okay. I chalked up the $30 as lost to a learning experience, booked a new hotel to reduce my stress level, and headed out to Lake Olmstead Stadium.
The ballpark is attractive on the exterior. It feels newer than the 10 years old it is…they’re obviously taking care of the ballpark. It was the home opener that night, so the bunting added a festive touch. It’s located across the street from the actual Lake Olmstead, a lovely sportsman’s spot for the Augusta area. I wish the ballpark were a little closer to the lake, but that’s rather nit-picky. The ballpark is adjacent to a very poorly-maintained baseball field, which detracts a bit from the charm…surely either they or the city could spend a few bucks to get that field up to Little League condition so that kids could play right next to the grown-ups.
Once inside the ballpark, I didn’t notice a lot that showed me I was in Georgia, or even in the South. Only the climate helped. Still, the ballpark had some nice
The game event itself didn’t do a whole lot for me. I do believe that the nickname is one of the best in the minors–it marvelously incorporates what Augusta is most famous for into a nice pun with a suitable mascot. Sting (will Gordon Sumner sue the GreenJackets to get his name back?) is one of only two mascots who has ever actually spoken to me. You see, when I went to have my picture taken with him, I started up conversation. I asked him what his name is. He pointed to his gluteus maximus, where an insect’s stinger would be. I played along, lightly. “Your name is Butt? Rear end? Tush? Smells?” I think the guy probably didn’t like those jokes, because he leaned in to me, and in a basso profundo way deeper than his famous namesake’s high tenor, said: “Sting.” I told him I didn’t think he was allowed to talk. He shook his head no, and indicated to me that I should keep hush-hush about it. Don’t worry, Sting. I won’t tell anyone. Except for whoever reads this.
On the whole…pretty good. A nice ballpark in many ways, but I can’t say it blew me away, mostly due to a lack of local character. I may go back someday, but I sure as hell won’t stay at the Regency Inn.
Regional feel: 4/10
I didn’t get much beyond the nickname.
Quite nice–brick and iron, well taken care of.
A little quiet for single-A ball.
Team Mascot/Name: 4.5/5
Sting and me, just after Sting spoke. LOVE the name of the club.
Not much in the way of a view, but the park itself was quite lovely.
Pavilion area: 2.5/5
Not much going on there.
Nice folks. Nobody really talked to me, though, and I like it when they do.
I admit I was in a bad mood due to earlier events, and it was also a lousy game. But it still hung in there.
BASEBALL STUFF I’VE SEEN HERE:
After taking the lead on an early Steve Mortimer home run, Savannah fell apart. Brian Horwitz went 4-for-5 with two doubles. Simon Klink went 3-for-5 with 3 RBI. GreenJackets pitchers combined on a 4-hitter.
Sand Gnats manager Randy Knorr was ejected–he thought Marvin Lowrance’s foul ball was actually a home run. Lowrance reached on an error and eventually scored anyway. All that yelling and the play didn’t make any difference. But dude, check out his post-ejection expression! Combination sulk/pout!