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07 August 2010
Almost Any Night at the Ballpark in Billings
If you come in the front door entrance, just across from Perkins Restaurant and the Deaconness Hospital, this is what you often see. Even without a marquee on 27th St people line up to buy tickets, especially on a weekend evening or Sunday afternoon. Billings is 2nd only to Ogden UT as far as average attendance (a little less than 3,000) at Pioneer League (Rookie) games, whether in the midst of a winning season or not, loyal fans come for the game and food and conversation with friends. They even put up with a noisy and intrusive PA announcer, though thank Heaven, he is less irritating than the guy in Great Falls and especially in Missoula.
At the other end of the block I found this group tail-gating in the parking lot. First time I've seen that at Dehler. The ballpark brats and beer and burgers are good enough to draw most people inside.
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