Go Bulls!

Relax, all right? Don't try to strike everybody out. Strikeouts are boring! Besides that, they're fascist. Throw some ground balls - it's more democratic.

-Crash Davis, Bull Durham, 1988

The movie Bull Durham is nothing like going to a Durham Bulls Game. Not at all. For starters, the real Durham Bulls draw waaay more fans to their games than their Hollywood counterparts. Secondly, if you went by the movie, you'd think there was only one black person in the entire city. Seriously, would it have killed them to walk 3 blocks to the bus stop and pick up some actual residents for all the extras? But it is nice to be able to see the city that we live in. Durham's not that big (you could easily walk from one end of Downtown to the other in 20 minutes), and to see it up close and personal in a movie like this is pretty cool.

We've been to a few real Durham Bulls games since we've been here, and there really isn't anything quite like a minor league baseball game. You get to sit a lot closer to the action, and with the quality of pitching being lower than the big leagues, there tends to be more scoring, which is nice. The last game we went to ended up being $1 concession stand item night, so it was like having my birthday, thanksgiving, and and an epic session of colonics all in one night. Six hot dogs is tough for one person to pull down, and I was definitely feeling it the next couple of days, but it was totally worth it.

Sadly, the end of the season is upon us. For those of you keeping score, the Bulls are 72-69 this year and hold a 7 game lead over second place Norfolk in the South Division of the International League, so we're guaranteed a playoff game or two.

Mid-way through a gut-wrenching night of hot doggery:














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Hit Bull Win Steak. Hit Grass Win Salad: