The worst thing about a Minor League season is without a doubt the travel schedule. After finishing a game, packing, and eating, you get into bed around 1 AM and have to be up in three hours to catch a bus to the airport. Two connecting flights and a few delays for mechanical issues later and it's time to head to the field. The good news is, in four days you will be doing it all over again. That is the Pacific Coast League in a nutshell. Lucky for me, I now play in the International League where we prefer 8 hour bus rides over plane flights. Some guys don't like the idea of long bus trips, but I will take those over 6 AM plane flights any day of the week.
Yesterday we were heading to Gwinett, Georgia for a four game series with the Triple-A affiliate of the Atlanta Braves. It was one of those rare times in the IL when we were actually flying instead of busing. I walked into the parking garage of my apartment complex at around 5:45 AM to take the quick ride over to our stadium where the team bus was waiting to take us to the Norfolk airport. The only problem was, my car was no longer in my parking garage. Apparently, it had been towed that morning because I was "illegally" parked in a YMCA parking spot. I still can't get over the fact that I was parked in my apartments parking garage, that I pay for, but because I was in one of the 100 empty spots designated for the YMCA across the street my car gets towed.
Anyways, I was going on the road for an eight game road trip, and the storage fees over at the tow yard meant if I left the car there until I got back I would essentially be playing for free this week. I've been working non-stop (Laura's been working non-stop) the past 24 hours trying to get someone to head over and pick up my car in an attempt to save me the $750 dollars it would cost to pick it up when I return from New York. Luckily, I have someone going over today to pick it up for me.
The funny thing is, that wasn't my only problem. I had left my dress shoes in the car and was planning on changing into them when I arrived at the bus. Now I was stuck having to wear a pinstriped suit with my super stylish gray Puma sneakers, one of the worst looking things I've ever seen. I know you're probably thinking it's not that big of a deal, but having to answer the question of "Why the @#$% are you wearing sneakers with a suit?!?!" from 30 teammates over and over and over again for the next three hours was the shitty part. I still think some guys don't believe the "car towing" story and just think after I realized I possessed the worst dressing habits in the league I decided to come up with an excuse to make myself look like less of an idiot. Check out this sweet style.
A few guys actually took some candid full body shots of me, so hopefully I'll be able to get a hold of them and make it my Facebook profile picture. Anyways, here's to hoping my car is returned safely in the next few hours and I find a nice shoe store somewhere here in Georgia. Until then, I shall talk with you all later.