Becoming Durham Bulls fans

I went with my son, Sam, to his first baseball game today: the Richmond Braves vs. the Durham Bulls. We figured to root for the Braves, they being the local team and all, but we really didn’t care all that much. (The Braves are leaving after this year anyway.)

But in the course of 10 minutes we went from being Braves fans to being Bulls fans.

We were sitting about five rows behind the Bulls’ dugout. At one point, one of the Bulls’ staff (pictured) was tossing a ball around. So I grabbed Sam and walked over.

“Any chance we could get that ball?” I asked.

No and yes. For some reason he wouldn’t give us that one, but he called to one of his teammates and asked for a ball, which he tossed to us.

A few minutes later, Karen went to get a cup of ice — it was 96 degrees and we wanted to cool Sam off. The cost: $3.50.

And with that, we are now Durham Bulls fans.

Amusing note: The guy who tossed us the ball was Belichicking the Braves through a lot of the game, shooting video when the Bulls were at bat and they could catch the Braves’ signals.