Meanwhile Back at the Ranch part 2.

Meanwhile back at the Ranch…part 2.

Sunday 3/1 Opening Day (posting 3/7/09 from hotel in Glendale, AZ)

So this is the day that my friend Lore, Erik & I had been waiting for! We just had to go to the Grand Opening of Camelback Ranch!  I had gone downstairs to use the computer and print the thread  tited Jeff Weaver & The Boys of Summer.  I was hoping to give it to him to encourage him to do well 🙂 There were problems with the printer but I finally got it printed and rushed thru the hot breakfast offered at Springfield Hotel (perfect name!). While I was making my waffle and waiting for it to cook, I was having a small bowl of oatmeal. My friends were anxious to get me out of there. 

We got to the Camelback Ranch’s parking lot and paid $5 for parking. When we started walking out of the car I heard someone yelled “Emma!”. It was one of my neighbors at Dodger Stadium.  She with her hubby and their 2 little girls sit infront of me.   We hugged and caught up with each other since (scratches head) oh yeah since the event for season ticket holders at Dodger Stadium in December. 

So now we are at the roped area where fans wait for players to pass by.  We saw Either and I told him  ‘Andre!  We need a new restaurant review!’ He looked back, smiled and pointed a finger in my direction.  Next James Loney went by and we sang the Loney song that two posters from ITD came up with (I’ll incude names afterwards ).    Loney and some of the players smiled at the song.  It goes like this:

My Loney has a first name. is J A M E S

My Loney has a second name, is L O N E Y

Oh I like to see him every day and if you ask me why I’lll say

Cause Loney has a way with H I T T I N G.

Fans applauded us after heading the song 🙂

Ok, so next we wanted to see Jeff Weaver.  Lore is a fan of Weaver and I wanted to give him my post.  Everyone said he had already gone by, so after watching some of the guys practice, we came back to the roped line to see if we could see Weaver.   I spotted him signing autographs and I said  “WEAVER!”   I startled him and he said “That is me”.   I asked him if he coud read what I had posted in my blog and basically told him what was in the page.  He took it and stuffed it in his pocket and said he would read it later.  He told me he remembered that game he pitched at Dodger Stadium against Roger Clemens well. 

So Weaver continued to sign autographs and pose for pictures.  He seemed like he was having a good time.  I got on the phone and called Lore to ask her where she was and that Weaver was right infront of me.  She was almost at the end of the line so I moved there with her and told her I could take a picture of her and Weaver since I’ve seen him posing for pics.  But when he got to where we were, he picked up his things and we were like “ohhhh”, BUT he threw his things at the end of the line and came back.  Everyone applauded him.   I took the picture of Lore & Weaver and while he was signing Lore’s ball, I said “We are glad to have our guerito back.”  Guerito is an endearing term for a blond guy.  He smiled and said “also flaquito”.   LOL. I did not know he knew a few words in Spanish.  Flaquito means skinny.   Note that adding the “ito” for males or “ita”  for females, it makes it an endearing term.  

We lost that game, but we had a lot fun and did not want to go back home.   We drove back Sunday evening working on plans to come back soon.  



  1. crzblue2

    Thanks Julia! I forgot to say that we yelled at Ethier “Andre! We are hungry, where shall we eat? When he was walking back to the dugout he looked at us.
    Jan, Did you see the message Jay left you here? Loney has heard us sing that song soo many times! Is always fun to sing it.

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