Well, let me tell ya ’bout this Great Park Baseball Complex, y’know, the one they’re all yappin’ about. It’s a big ol’ place, they say. Big as all outdoors, like my grandpappy used to say about his prize-winning watermelon patch.
Folks keep sayin’ it’s in somethin’ called Irvine. Never been there myself. Too busy milkin’ Bessie and tendin’ to my chickens. But from what I hear, it’s got more than just baseball. They got tennis courts too, fancy ones I reckon, and volleyball stuff. My niece, she plays volleyball, always jumpin’ around like a flea on a hot skillet. Maybe she’d like it there.
- They got all sorts of games, they say. Soccer, basketball, and that softball thing. Seems like a lot of runnin’ around to me. I prefer sittin’ on my porch with a glass of lemonade, watchin’ the sun go down. But I guess young folks like that kinda thing. Keeps ’em outta trouble, maybe.
- And it ain’t just for kids, mind you. Grown-ups too, playin’ their games. Team practices and what not. Heard tell they come from all over, not just from around here. Even from far away places, like them city folk from… well, you know, them big cities.
They call it the Orange County Great Park, somethin’ fancy like that. Said it’s a “premier sports destination.” Big words for a bunch of fields and courts, if you ask me. But what do I know? I’m just an old woman who likes her quiet life.
This park, it ain’t small potatoes neither. They say it’s a whopping 194 acres just for the sports part. That’s bigger than old man Johnson’s farm, and he had a whole lotta land. And when they’re done with the whole shebang, they say it’ll be 1300 acres! Heavens to Betsy! That’s a lot of walkin’, I tell ya. My poor feet would be achin’ somethin’ fierce.
Someone told me they spent a whole lotta money on it, more than I can even imagine. Billions, they said. With a “B”! I could buy a whole lotta chickens with that kinda money. But them city folk, they like to spend their money on fancy things, I guess. They even built four basketball courts, too. Who needs four basketball courts? One’s plenty, ain’t it?
They say it’s gonna be one of the biggest parks anywhere, not just around here. One of the biggest in the whole wide world. Can you believe that? A big park right here in our backyard, so to speak. Well, not my backyard exactly, but you know what I mean. It’s somethin’, ain’t it? All that space just for folks to run around and hit balls. Makes you wonder what the world’s comin’ to.
Anyways, that’s what I heard about this Great Park Baseball Complex and all the other stuff they got there. Sounds like a big to-do. Maybe one day I’ll hitch a ride and go see it for myself. But then again, maybe I’ll just stay home and watch my chickens. They’re a lot less trouble than all them sporty folks, I reckon.
It’s really somethin’ else, this place. Folks from all over comin’ to play. And the young’uns, they get a real kick out of it. Runnin’ and jumpin’ and whatnot. Reminds me of when I was a young’un, chasin’ chickens in the yard. But these kids, they got it better, with all these fancy fields and courts.
So, if you’re ever in them parts, in Irvine I think they said it was, go check it out. It’s somethin’ to see, I guess, even for an old woman like me who prefers the quiet life. You might even see my niece there, jumpin’ around like a flea on a hot skillet. Just don’t expect me to be there. I’ll be home, rockin’ on my porch, watchin’ the sun go down.
And that’s all I got to say about that Great Park Baseball Complex. It’s big, it’s fancy, and it’s got a whole lotta sports. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go feed them chickens. They’re startin’ to get restless. And you know what they say, a happy chicken is a layin’ chicken. And a layin’ chicken means fresh eggs for breakfast. And there ain’t nothin’ better than fresh eggs for breakfast, let me tell you.
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