Bummer.

We drove out to see the Tennessee Smokies play the Carolina Mudcats, but Ma Nature had other ideas.

By about 20 minutes after the scheduled start time, the tarp was still on the field, and you could have floated a bass boat in the lake behind second base. Basically we went out, had hot dogs (well, I had the especial de la maison of Smokies Ballpark: BBQ Nachos) in an open-air restaurant with a hefty cover charge, got rained on, and then drove home, all without getting to see any baseball.

On the upside, I did pick up some tchotchkes: Stuffed dolls of the Smokies' mascots, Slugger and Diamond.