Road Trip: The One Where We Go to Spring Training

So a while ago we all decided to do the Spring Training thing because baseball.  Let me tell you, Arizona is hot.  I live in Santa Barbara man, it gets to 80 degrees like four or five times a year and this whole sunshine thing is sweet sweetness.  Last night The Mexicutioner and I drove to Costa Mesa where we waited for The Golf Exec to take a shower, pack his bags, do all his mishmash and then finally left Costa Mesa around 9:00 pm.  Have you ever driven though the desert in the middle of the night?  Good god, by the time we pulled into town I could only keep one eye open at a time.  I think all the truckers thought I was winking at them but really I just couldn’t keep both eyes open at once.  We got in to our hotel at 3:30 in the morning, due largely in part to a 30-minute sightseeing tour of downtown Blythe (it only takes about 3 minutes to see everything and then another 27 to stop laughing) so our late arrival was sort of our own fault.  G Slim, god bless you for educating the poor souls in that god forsaken dump.  A special shout-out to the lovely ladies of the Sub City Sandwich shop/gas station–love ya baby.

Today we slept until like 1o:00 and again had to wait for John B to take a shower, put on all of his perfume, etc before we headed out to the new Dodger/White Sox facility–Cameltoe Cambel Back Ranch.  SPOILER ALERT: Place is beautiful.  Shockingly new, pristine, food options up the wazoo, friendly faces, nothing but sunshine and baseball my friends.  You are literally on top of the players too…Russ Mart walks past you, you can totally whisper “he is still skipping his throws to second base” and he will shoot you a dirty look.  So, so, so sick.  John B is notoriously hard to impress because BIG TIME but after visiting the gentleman’s room (very nice) he walked back to our seats and said, “This is my new favorite stadium.”  Fajitas, buffets, everything you’d want–just fantastic.  The game was good times, Clay Kershaw was dirty on the hill and also dropped a solo bomb to start the scoring, a no-doubt-about-it shot to right.  There was no Manny of course but Ethier looked locked in at the plate so expect me to draft him three rounds too early at my draft on Sunday.  Tomorrow we’ve got two games on tap…Seattle vs. Milwaukee in the morning and then Dodgers vs. Royals in the evening.  Oh, and did you know it’s hot in Phoenix?  Damn hot my friends.  Bring your sunscreen.