|Thorman Up to Bat|
|Over the fence! Over the fence!|
|Dishing it Up|
|Ice Cream Stand|
By the time I ordered the place had run out of vanilla, so I asked for chocolate instead. I don't know what they put in my sundae, but it wasn't regular chocolate ice cream. It was some sort of concoction that tasted like Nestle's Quick combined with a ground up sponge. The portion was small and it was over priced. This is the only vendor I've found at Fifth Third Field that I will stay away from in the future.
I returned in time to catch Muddy and some other blue thing cavorting around on the field. I have no idea what the blue thing is or what it's supposed to be. All I can say is that the usual entertainment games were not up to the usual standards.
|Mysterious Blue Thing|
If the Mud Hens would just listen to Uncle Sardonicus, we'd have a brief assault and battery incident. Okay, wait... they'd win the game. But they won't, likely because Uncle Sardonicus is being drowned out by the announcer. Maybe it's just as well.
In spite of my bad experience at Toft’s Dairy (which gets a zero in customer service and a zero in food quality) I had a great time at the ball game. If you haven't been to Fifth Third Field, I suggest you call in sick at work and go see the Mud Hens play.