So here goes nothing, which is in fact not nothing, which is a double negative which may also mean nothing. Why do things always have to start out like this? Is it me? I’m going to just dive right into what this post is supposed to be about, before my tendency for self-sabotage reaches new depths.
Pictures from the Winter Meetings Gala at Lucas Oil Stadium!
The Gala is a Winter Meetings tradition that gathers nearly everyone from Minor League Baseball under one roof. This year’s Gala was the highlight of my time in Indianapolis, primarily because it gave me the chance to blow off some steam after three exhausting and stressful days. The imposing, poorly-photographed edifice you see above was the site of the Gala. It is also where the still-undefeated Indianapolis Colts play their home games.
Attendees had a sizable portion of the concourse in which to roam. A live band was playing, and food and beverage were plentiful and varied.
From there we journeyed to the rather spartan visitors’ locker and training rooms.
While the press box offered an aerial view:
It was up in the press box environs that I learned about the instant replay booth and its unfriendly policy toward guests:
On the way back down, I snuck into this room. It turned out to be a comedy of errors — I got stuck in there for 9 1/2 hours, caught hypothermia, and wasn’t even able to tap any of the kegs. Plus, I don’t even like beer.
Outside of that little snafu, it was truly a fantastic night and a fitting end to my time spent in Indianapolis.
Goodbye, sweet capitol city. I shall never forget you.
Every so often, we face a challenge that requires us to display heretofore unknown levels of strength and commitment. How we respond to such challenges is what, ultimately, defines who we are as people.
I recently faced a monumental challenge, in that I had to upload all of my Winter Meetings photos to my laptop. I was successful at this Herculean endeavor, and what got me through the ordeal were thoughts of just how much my readership would enjoy viewing pictures of convention center hallways.
The view directly across the street:
And the scene inside. A huge portion of the Winter Meetings is spent traversing through corridors such as these:
Job Fair interviews took place in this room (each team received its own numbered table from which to conduct interviews):
Meanwhile, Job Fair attendees prepared for their interviews in the Work Room. This area was a hotbed of Machiavellian machinations:
On Monday, I gave a presentation at the Bob Freitas Business seminar, entitled “From the Outside Looking In, A Writer Surveys the Minor League Scene”. The presentation was delivered three times consecutively, leaving me thoroughly exhausted.
But that’s okay. I’ll just take my bucket and find a new drinking supply.