Supercross, Super Crazy

The off-season is a crazy time of year. You would think that it would be a time of rest and relaxation. After all there is no baseball at least not in most English-speaking countries. The players are taking some much deserved time off and it feels like an eternity until pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training (actually it is only 32 days 1 hour and 5 minutes but who is counting?) when baseball gets back into full swing (pun intended). But if you are a Major League Baseball venue, there is no time to rest on your laurels. Such is the case with Chase Field, the home if the Arizona Diamondbacks.

The madness began today and will continue for the next two weeks. This evening marks the return of the AMA Supercross to Chase Field. supercross.jpgThere is just something very unnatural about going to my beloved baseball stadium and walking through the turnstiles to the sounds of motorcycles and quad-wheeled ATV vehicles emanating from the playing field. It is even worse when you approach the concourse where you can actually see the field. Where there was once a beautiful expanse of manicured grass and basepaths there are now mounds of dirt and berms and clouds of exhaust fumes rise up to the roof tresses. The noise is deafening. It is not the noise of cheering baseball fans rooting for their favorite players or the sounds of children lining the outfield walls hoping to get a player to come over for an autograph. Instead it is the sound of bulldozers and heavy machinery that is putting the finishing touches on a hairpin turn or a triple whoop-de-doo. It’s like seeing someone scrawl “Kilroy was here” across the face of the Mona Lisa. I just wanted to go to the team shop and buy a Diamondbacks commemorative baseball and throw it at the riders while yelling, “get off the field you are killing the grass!” The grass though was the least of my worries since it was completely gone. I was more worried about my new seats in Section 112 Row 8 Seats 7-8. From the looks of the heft of an average Supercross fan I was not sure my seats were rated for that amount of weight bearing load. By the end of the first moto I was getting sick to my stomach and I don’t think it was due to the really bad hot dog I ate either. I think I was sick thinking about what was happening to the field. Seeing it in this state it is hard to imagine it being ready for opening day just 3 months away. The final pit in my stomach began to churn when the announcer thanked us for attending and reminded everyone that the monster truck races would be at Chase Field in just two weeks. Is there nothing sacred in the world any more?

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