"Baltimore Orioles second baseman Robert Andino dives for a ball in the third inning of a baseball game against the Cleveland Indians Sunday, July 17, 2011 in Baltimore."
"Baltimore Orioles center fielder Adam Jones flies out in the eighth inning of a baseball game against the Cleveland Indians Sunday, July 17, 2011 in Baltimore."
We’ve officially reached the dog days of summer. This day game against the Indians was hot – so hot that I somehow managed to leave the game with a tan line around my left eye from my camera eyepiece.
95 degree plus heat can be pretty draining, but I always feel a larger sense of accomplishment after those days, particularly when I come out with good pictures. So as I sat there sweating profusely and periodically leaning into the dugout to catch a hint of air conditioning, I managed to get some nice shots.
I’m still kicking myself over this Andino frame. I had the feeling that the ball would be hit his way, so I sat on him throughout the whole at bat. Sure enough, when it did go his way, I was ready to shoot it. It turns out I was a bit off with my focus, though, so although this photograph is sharp, I know it could have been even sharper. I was happy with this compressed bat-on-ball shot of Adam Jones, so I posted that as well.
This game’s “Thing I Learned:” Take an extra second to be absolutely sure that your shot will be in focus. I tend to set my focus too quickly and assume that the auto-focus will take care of the rest.
"Baltimore Orioles center fielder Adam Jones fields fly balls with kids from the Y of Central Maryland’s Journeys Camp at the Weinberg Family Center YMCA in Baltimore, Maryland Wednesday, June 29, 2011."
This caption should be something like “Baltimore Orioles center fielder Adam Jones (center) fields fly balls with Adam Jones (left) and Adam Jones (right).
The O’s center fielder visited the new YMCA facility at the site of the old Memorial Stadium last week to play some ball with kids from the neighborhood. Almost all 50 kids there were given a free Adam Jones t-shirt, which he took the time to sign individually.
So with 50 little Adam Jones’s and one real Adam Jones running around a baseball field, I was fixated with shooting from behind to show the repetition of “Jones #10.”
On a different note, I consider my coverage of this event a monumental success. This year, I made it out with no uncontrollable nosebleeds, a feat I was unable to accomplish at this same location last year. Here’s the bloody story.