Here's the first pitch of the 2010 season. ^
Pregame ritual with a moment of silence for the Virginia Tech shooting victims on the anniversary of the tragedy.^
Sports photographer Brian Hoffman shoots the pregame meeting. ^
The Yankees' new hat. ^
Oh, say, can you see ... ^
... by the dawn's early light? ^
One more hot dog and this fan wouldn't have gotten through. ^
The Salem constabulary looking for somebody to bust. ^
It ain't real until TeeVee gets rolling. ^
What's the point of baseball? Why, conversation, of course. ^
This guy got to the park early so he could have an aisle seat.^
Beer line, waiting for ... ^
... headless beer.^
Want some fries with that catsup?^
Mmmmmmmm, buuuurger(s)!^
This young woman is either waiting for somebody or she has more of a problem than she wants to admit.^
This slender lass had the appetite of a linebacker.^
Grandpa and the boy are making a memory.^
Jill and Glynn Loope had box seats and were happy about it.^ 
Joe Kelliher and the lovely Megan were happy in the right field picnic area where Meg chomped a 'dog.^
My pal Robert Freis was at his long-established spot in left field with his new "beer man," who, as my wife pointed out, is a "beer wench." They could not have begun without Rob in place.^
Opening night at Salem Stadium saw a robust crowd of about 4,000 watching the Salem Red Sox and the Myrtle Beach Pelicans open the Carolina League baseball season. It was a lovely night with temperatures in the upper 70s as the game began. These photos give you a bit of an idea what it was like. Hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed shooting them.
Here's the first pitch of the 2010 season. ^
Pregame ritual with a moment of silence for the Virginia Tech shooting victims on the anniversary of the tragedy.^
Sports photographer Brian Hoffman shoots the pregame meeting. ^
The Yankees' new hat. ^
Oh, say, can you see ... ^
... by the dawn's early light? ^
One more hot dog and this fan wouldn't have gotten through. ^
The Salem constabulary looking for somebody to bust. ^
It ain't real until TeeVee gets rolling. ^
What's the point of baseball? Why, conversation, of course. ^
This guy got to the park early so he could have an aisle seat.^
Beer line, waiting for ... ^
... headless beer.^
Want some fries with that catsup?^
Mmmmmmmm, buuuurger(s)!^
This young woman is either waiting for somebody or she has more of a problem than she wants to admit.^
This slender lass had the appetite of a linebacker.^
Grandpa and the boy are making a memory.^
Jill and Glynn Loope had box seats and were happy about it.^ 
Joe Kelliher and the lovely Megan were happy in the right field picnic area where Meg chomped a 'dog.^
My pal Robert Freis was at his long-established spot in left field with his new "beer man," who, as my wife pointed out, is a "beer wench." They could not have begun without Rob in place.^
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