Good morning, Pittsburgh.
Perfect morning to be atop Mt. Washington
My stadia!
Our Lady of Property Values... and the younger sister
(Borrowed from Mal's gallery—beautifully framed, sis.)
Papí surveys his city.
We were both born here. :)
It's delicious here!
"Go home, Flyers. Grounded in the 1st round."
He bought me a Pens cupcake; he loves me.
Mom's favorite Pirate: Pops Stargell.
Ryan: Is he life-sized? (Courtesy of Daddy.)
This is how close we were. Not kidding. Second row behind the dugout.
I jumped over the seats in front of us and asked the wonderful Mr. Lowe if he'd please sign my baseball. :) He did.
Ryan's first double of the game
Schaefer went yard in his first MLB at-bat. No dice today, baby.
Adam, Freddy, and Nate
(Borrowed from Mal's gallery—thanks for capturing this!)
Ryan on-deck, Nate The Great batting
Ryan's second double of the day
It's the Great Pittsburgh Pierogi Race N'at!
Freddy's triple!
And I got my gloriously beaten up game ball from 1B Casey Kotchman, by the way. :)
What a beast.
Oh, hey, Ryan. (He had three doubles and a walk. This was the walk.)
after Monroe's first three-run homer of the game (yes, there were two!)
He looks sad. I should have just climbed over the dugout and jumped in. ...But I'd probably be sad if I were losing by 10 runs, too.
Craig Monroe got a standing O after his second homer :)
Nyjer Morgan, Nate McLouth, Craig Monroe
Eric Hinske came in!
Nyjer Morgan, but he reminded Papí of Willie Mays Hayes. (It's the glove that did it.)
Double no. three? Get 'em, Ryan!
Little Pirates fans! So cute.
The last strike of the last out of the game!
Pittsburgh whips the Braves, 10-0.
