For our family vacation last year, we spent a week in Florida. Nothing unusual there. Now some of you may question my sanity regarding the decision to drive from Pennsylvania to Florida and back, with two elementary-school-age children in the car. Surprisingly, no one drove each other to commit any crimes.
Driving affords us the opportunity to make stops along the way if we see anything of interest. On the way home, we decided to stop for the night near Savannah, Georgia to take in a South Atlantic League game between the Savannah Sand Gnats and the visiting Charleston River Dogs.
First of all, I love the names of minor league teams. Sand Gnats! Their mascot is a giant gnat named Gnate.
But the thing that caught my eye at this game was this:
What is going on here? Did they just not have a picture of poor Justin Snyder? All the other River Dogs had real pictures on the screen when they were at bat. Do the Sand Gnats choose one visiting player to pick on every game? Or is this a cautionary image of how your head will balloon up if you take too many steroids?
Enquiring minds want to know!
(photo by me)