Each of the kids are superheroes. Each team has a story. Every little leaguer is an all-star in the making. The boys and girls of summer, the dreams of summer, the sandlot fantasties--they all get their time in the sun here at Ron Wood.
And the fans? The fans, when properly behaved, get treated to games that rival any major league contest. Only it's their kids out on the field. It's the little ones trying not to play clusterball, the grade schoolers who are getting serious about the sport, and the teens who are taking this to a new level. There are blowouts and mercy rules, and there are nail-biters.
I never played baseball as a kid, but occasionally I find myself watching games. The facilities here are geared to the game--several large-ish fields, with a pavilion in the middle that houses the concessions stand and the restrooms. I ordered a burger, and though it's a frozen patty thrown on a gas grill like you'd find in any backyard, the kids do a nice job. And I was stoked to see bleu cheese crumbles and Frank's Red Hot sauce as options to top it, so it turns into a nice burger for $4.
Loads of parking, green grass, lights, bleachers, and you can come watch your family or friends play. Hello, summer. read more