The 2010 baseball season has not been the greatest of times for the Chips family. Our beloved Mariners have from contenders to pretenders with the worst offense in baseball and it is almost an exercise in masochism to watch them lose each night.
Sam's 2010 high school season saw him play 10 j.v. games and 5 varsity games during a spring season that resembled monsoon season in Asia more than typical weather here. More games were rained out than played. His team made the state playoffs but he did not make the travel squad and the team was eliminated in the first round.
Sam's senior little league was difficult. We were associated with a new league that was not as pleasant as previous years. He got the chance to play first base, led his team in on-base percentage but the team was a a generally unpleasant group of kids who cussed out the coach and were backed up in their actions by parents. The coach was let go at the end of the regular and the new league board and coach were actually mad at the previous coach's kid for not wanting to play for the team after they canned his father. The new coach was 19, brought up 3 kids from his junior league team, benched the kids who had been respectful to the previous coach, and still managed to lose two straight games in the tournament after all the sturm and drang.
The only really good thing about the season was the discovery of an excellent mexican restaurant a block from the Little league park. El Brasero is a D.F. style Mexican restaurant. serving excellent huaraches, a sandal shaped tortiila filled with cactus, onions, red peppers and meat of choice. The dish itself is not spicy but that is always an option. Estilo D.F.(literally Mexico City style) usually features large portions, barbacoa style meats(lamb is very popular) and quite large tortas. I loved the place and the food was outstanding.
This past weekend we ended our baseball activities for the summer by attending a Class A baseball game between the Salem-Keizer Volcanoes and the Spokane Indians in Keizer, Oregon.
Before the game we lunched at Los Baez, a roadfood reviewed restaurant in Salem. I have always had mixed feelings about the place. It has been around since 1974 and it was the first good mexican restaurant I ever ate in. I ate there regularly during college as our Spanish club ate there weekly. One of the owners played for the Portland Timbers of the North American Soccer league and it has been a proud supporter of soccer in Salem. As i have grown more knowledgable about mexican food, I have become less thrilled with the food . I have eaten the cheese combination for 35 years(quesadilla, relleno and enchilada) and I like it but i don't think the restaurant belongs in the roadfood pantheon. Yet i eat there, more because of memory than anything else.
The Keizer ballpark is a small, pleasant place just off I-5. There are asian wraps,mexican specialties and cheap microbrews available though i could not indulge because i was driving. Sam was most surprised at the size of the players, ranging from 18-23 in age. They were the same
size as him and frankly they looked a lot more like teammates than burly professionals.
The game itself was a game resembling college baseball more than anything. Salem got 17 hits, all singles and won the game 12-7. Nobody struck me as especially bound for glory but i will keep the scorecard to see if any of the kids make the bigs.
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