When I write ”down on the farm” in the above headline, I’m not talking about the place where cows graze and drop steaming bowling balls on the ground. I’m talking about the farm club of a major league baseball team. In this case, the Red Sox Triple-A team in Pawtucket, Rhode Island.
I went down to the farm yesterday to chat up future Red Sox big leaguers. It’s nice to get out of the studio every now and then, so I welcomed the ”designated for assignment” term that’s used when big leaguers are sent down. McCoy Stadium in Pawtucket is a nice place and the clubhouse is miles away better than Fenway Park’s clubhouse. But really, which clubhouse would you rather be in?
You see things at minor league games that you just don’t see in the bigs. Autograph seekers here are fishers rather than barkers. Instead of shouting at a player and begging for his signature, some dangle the goods over the dugout. I like this one, a milk jug on a shoestring, with a baseball and a Sharpie placed inside. Others drop down mesh bags or clipboards with baseball cars attached.
Lars Anderson, a surfer dude from inland Northern California signed happily after he finished up a conversation with a newspaper reporter. Could you see this happening at Fenway Park, Yankee Stadium, or Citzens Bank Park? Neither can I.



















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