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Book your room at Fontana Village Resort
Family-friendly lodge with marina and restaurant
Set in Fontana Dam, this family-friendly lodge is 21.3 mi (34.3 km) from Junaluska Museum and 10.6 mi (17.1 km) from Cades Cove Visitor Center.
Property Features
A marina, a restaurant, and 2 bars/lounges are available at this smoke-free lodge. Free WiFi in public areas and free self parking are also provided. Additionally, a 24-hour fitness center, a poolside bar, and a snack bar/deli are onsite.
Room Amenities
Rooms offer comforts like pillowtop beds and premium bedding, along with furnished balconies or patios and satellite TV. Free local calls, in-room massages, and hair dryers are among the other amenities that guests will find.
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Hotel Amenities
In addition to a marina, Fontana Village Resort features outdoor tennis courts and a lazy river. The lodge offers a restaurant and a snack bar/deli. Guests can unwind with a drink at one of the lodge's bars, which include 2 bars/lounges and a poolside bar. A computer station is located on site and high-speed wireless Internet access is complimentary.
Event facilities measuring 20,000 square feet (1858 square meters) include conference space and meeting rooms. This family-friendly lodge also offers a seasonal outdoor pool, a 24-hour fitness center, and a library. Complimentary self parking is available on site.
Fontana Village Resort is a smoke-free property.
- 24-hour front desk
- Arcade/game room
- ATM/banking
- Number of floors - 2
- Number of bars/lounges - 2
- Breakfast available (surcharge)
- Coffee/tea in lobby
- Concierge services
- Conference space
- Elevator/lift
- Fireplace in lobby
- 24-hour fitness facilities
- Gift shops or newsstand
- Lazy river
- Beach/pool umbrellas
- Billiards or pool table
- Grocery/convenience store
- Tours/ticket assistance
- Free WiFi
- Computer station
- Laundry facilities
- Library
- Marina on site
- Spa treatment room(s)
- Meeting rooms
- Picnic area
- Poolside bar
- Restaurant
- Outdoor tennis courts 2
- Snack bar/deli
- Free self parking
- Pool cabanas (surcharge)
- Pool sun loungers
- Free RV, bus, truck parking
- Conference space size (feet) - 20,000
- Conference space size (meters) - 1858
- Number of meeting rooms - 7
- Tennis on site
- Smoke-free property
- Outdoor seasonal pool
- Wedding services
Family Friendly Amenities
- Family Hotel
- Lazy river
- Free Wi-Fi
- Rollaway/extra beds available
- Outdoor tennis courts
- Grocery/convenience store
- Snack bar/deli
- Laundry facilities
- Arcade/game room
- Miniature golf on site
Available in some public areas: Free WiFi
Free self parking, Free RV, bus, truck parking
Room Amenities
- Premium bedding
- Furnished balcony or patio
- Climate control
- Air conditioning
- Phone
- Free local calls
- Daily housekeeping
- Private bathroom
- Free toiletries
- Hair dryer
- Shower/tub combination
- In-room massage available
- Iron/ironing board (on request)
- Desk
- Rollaway/extra beds available
- Cribs/infant beds available
- Blackout drapes/curtains
- Satellite TV service
- Connecting/adjoining rooms available
- Pillowtop mattress
Where to Eat
Full breakfasts are available for a surcharge and are served each morning between 7:30 AM and 11 AM.
Mountview Restaurant - This restaurant serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Guests can enjoy drinks at the bar. A children's menu is available.
Wildwood Grill and Bar - This restaurant serves lunch and dinner. Guests can enjoy drinks at the bar.
Nearby Things to Do
Outdoor tennis courts and a marina are featured at the lodge. In addition to a seasonal outdoor pool, other recreational amenities include a lazy river and a 24-hour fitness center.
The recreational activities listed below are available either on site or nearby; fees may apply.
- Golfing nearby
- Downhill skiing nearby
- Snowboarding nearby
- Rafting nearby
- Skydiving nearby
- Personal motorized watercraft on site
- Ski lessons available nearby
- Ski equipment rental shops nearby
- Golf lessons available nearby
- Fishing on site
- Miniature golf on site
- Kayaking on site
- Motor boating on site
- Rowing or canoeing on site
- Water skiing on site
- Yoga classes/instruction on site
- Sledding nearby
- Snow tubing nearby
Spa Services
- Massages
Hotel Policies
Check-in time starts at 4 PM
Minimum check-in age is 21
Check-in time ends at 11 AM
Check-out time is 11 AM
Payment types
You need to know
Extra-person charges may apply and vary depending on hotel policy.
Government-issued photo identification and a credit card or cash deposit are required at check-in for incidental charges.
Special requests are subject to availability upon check-in and may incur additional charges. Special requests cannot be guaranteed.
- The name on the credit card used at check-in to pay for incidentals must be the primary name on the guestroom reservation.
We should mention
Reservations are required for massage services. Reservations can be made by contacting the lodge prior to arrival, using the contact information on the booking confirmation. A resort fee is included in the total price displayed. Children 17 years old and younger stay free when occupying the parent or guardian's room, using existing bedding. The property has connecting/adjoining rooms, which are subject to availability and can be requested by contacting the property using the number on the booking confirmation.


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A Kiwi in the Sun
When I first started this Phillies Phantasy Camp Diary, one of the first comments I received was from a fellow who attended the Camp back in 2007. What immediately struck me was the fact that he was from Australia. I could not believe someone from a country where you are more likely to swing a cricket bat rather than a Louisville Slugger, traveled such a long distance to play baseball in Florida.
Cut to the Rookie Meeting during the first night of Camp. The emcee, Scott Palmer, spotlighted a few campers that were quite noteworthy, including Luis Liceaga, who was attending his 11th straight Camp. One Camper who was given a special mention was a guy named Mike Macdonald, who made a very similar trek as the Aussie Phillie back in '07. Mike came to Clearwater all the way from Auckland, New Zealand.
On the night of the Awards Banquet, Mike's incredible experience was about to get more special. He was given the "Maje McDonnell Award" for being the one player at Camp who "has personality and is a class act both on and off the field". This garnered a huge response from the appreciative crowd.
Unfortunately, since the Drillers never played his team, the Sea Dogs, I never had a chance to meet and chat with Mike while we were down in Clearwater.
But thanks to the power of the Internet, specifically, Facebook, I have finally been able to speak with Mike on a regular basis. Our conversations range from New York City, to cricket, to the two of us being fellow drummers. (Check out Mike's former band, The Warners). I recently asked Mike if he would be interested in answering a
few questions for the blog and he was more than willing to share every wonderful memory of his Camp experience.
Sarge: When and how did you come about becoming a Phillies/baseball fan?
Mike: I first went to the U.S. in 1986, to be in a summer camp counselor in Raymond, Maine. The locals were, of course, totally obsessed with the Red Sox, and talked all day about the games. Camp was late June through August, and the Sox were going well that year. So I started getting hooked into the game as their enthusiasm rubbed off onto me. But when I came back home, there was no baseball, so I forgot about it. In 1993, I got pay TV, and they had baseball on their sports channel. It
was September that I got the service, and I started watching the games, and we only got two a week, but of course it was a good year for the Phillies, so we got to see them a few times, and then thru the World Series. Looking at the other teams, they were all like super athletes who went out to WIN WIN WIN. The Phillies looked more like a bunch of guys who turned up on the day, didn't shave, didn't comb their hair, and just woke up. I thought if I was a baseball player, that was the sort of team I'd want to play on, and they always looked like they were having fun, win or lose. And more than any John Kruk always looked and acted like I think I would, if I was there. I also liked the way Lenny Dykstra played.
S: How do your friends and family react to your devotion to baseball?
M: The people down here don't get baseball at all, and they are not sure why I like it. Rugby is our biggest game, and the true fans of it don't talk to me when they know I don't like their game. But to each their own. Our national game is played in the rain and the cold of winter, and it's a group of guys rolling around in the mud. I
went to see Phillies versus Mets at Shea on a perfect hot sunny Sunday in the summer. I know which conditions I like to watch a game.
S: What was your motivation to attend Phantasy Camp?
M: Watching baseball on TV is always so much fun, so I thought it must be better to play, but its the chance to play with the pros that made me want to go to Camp. I don't really have motivation to want to play it every week, and wouldn't really have the time to do it. There is a little bit of baseball down here, and maybe it's growing, but you can't compare it to the experience of the Phantasy Camp. Of course there was going to be great players at the Camp, but I figured there would be a lot of guys like me, so wasn't worried about my skill level. I was more worried that I don't know the game and ex-pros like the rest of the Campers.
S: Did you ever play any sort of organized baseball in New Zealand?
M: I played lunchtime softball at school, but had never played baseball until Phantasy Camp. My last hit at softball would have been 1980 I guess.
S: Which Legend did you most want to meet at Camp?
M: I wanted to meet John Kruk, as I saw so much of me in him, and his attitude. I mean, he's 110% professional, as much as they joked around at Camp, they can't help but be good at what they were paid to do, and loved doing every day. They will always be ball players. I also wanted to meet the other '93 Phillies, as they were the first players that I watched play and made me want to be a Phillies fan.
S: How was it to win the "Maje McDonnell Award"?
M: I was blown away when I won the award. I didn't know the story behind the man, apart from the stories from L.A. (Larry Andersen) and the video clip of Maje that we saw, but the fact that they picked me as the winner means that I must have left a mark in their minds. I talked a few times to L.A. and Scott Palmer, and they, like so many others, were just blown away by the fact that someone would come halfway round the world to be at the Camp, and that I knew about the Phillies, have been to
games, and wanted to be part of it. And then L.A. asked me to give a little speech… I don't really remember what I said, but I seemed to say the right things, and my speech was enjoyed by everyone. Some asked me afterwards if I knew I was getting the award, as they thought I had pre-written the speech. But no, I was stunned when L.A. said I had won. I knew I wasn't going to get an award for my playing, but to be picked out of everyone was incredible.
S: What were your favorite and most memorable moments at Camp?
M: So many great memories, but I guess getting my first ever base hit in our third game was probably the top, as it showed me that I could play, and it felt so great to run the bases. Pity I never got a run, but was only three steps away from home plate before being thrown out, so I almost made it. Also hitting Ricky Bo's (Bottalico)
pitch in the Legends game was great. I got thrown out at first, but to be put out by John Kruk was not a bad thing. And L.A. had heard that I wanted to meet Kruk, but was never near John to say "hi", so at the end of the second day of camp, L.A. took me to the pro's locker room, where I spent about 10 minutes talking one-on-one to Kruk and Dave Hollins. John and Bull (Greg Luzinski) signed a ball for me, and spoke to Kruk a couple more times after that. He didn't know what to say when I said that I was a Phillies fan and at the Camp mainly because of him. Dave Hollins suggested that maybe I was insane. The interaction of the pros was great to see. Just like when Ricky Bo was telling me how to run home form third as soon as the ball was hit in our game when I was on base. The opposing Legends said he was full of sh!t, and what the hell does a pitcher know about running… great stuff.
S: Will you return to Camp some day?
M: I would love to go back to Camp. For me, just like going to the August reunion, it's simply a cost factor that's stopping me. My Camp experience was well in excess of twice the costs of everyone else, with the extra flights to get to America and over to Florida, as well as our exchange rate of around 75 cents to your dollar, and going to Camp means it will be a few more years until I can afford to go back and watch the Phillies play at home.
S: Finally, how will the Phillies do this year?
M: Some good wins at Spring Training, but I am reading a few stories about Chase Utley, and some others with broken bones (Domonic Brown)… so who knows. Its a long season (I don't know how they do it every year), but we all want to see another win, so I'll pick good things for 2011… as I'm sure we all are.
1/22/11 – Day Four of Phillies Phantasy Camp – morning and afternoon
Back in July, my wife and I attended a performance of Ringo Starr & His All-Starr Band at Radio City Music Hall. This was the first time either of us had seen a former Beatle live and in person, and we were very excited. This day, Ringo was celebrating his 70th birthday and in the back of our heads, we had dreams of a possible surprise appearance by his former bandmate and only other surviving Beatle, Paul McCartney. The show ended with a rousing rendition of "With A Little Help From My Friends", assisted by a stage-filling group of musicians, family and friends that read like a who's who in the music world. After a "Happy Birthday" sing-a-long, everyone exited the stage.
The Beatles have been, and will always be extremely important to me, as well as my wife. I still remember to this day the moment my mom excitingly put the album "Revolver" on our turntable and an entire world of music was opened to my young ears. Witnessing the two surviving members of The Beatles performing "Birthday" together on stage was a dream come true. I thought about my mom; how much a Beatles fanatic she was and how she never got the chance to see them perform in concert. The closest she got was sitting on the hood of a car, with my dad, parked outside of JFK Stadium in 1966, and listening to The Beatles try and perform over the din of the screaming fans.
Six months later and here I was, having another dream of mine come true… on my birthday. And just like that night in July, I thought of my dad this morning. Just as my mom didn't quite get to see The Beatles, my dad never had the chance to experience Phantasy Camp. What happened later at the Awards Banquet really drove home what this Camp was truly all about, and exactly why I was here in Clearwater.
But first, I had some games to play.
This was going to be a very busy day. We first had to finish up our game against the Ravens that we started the day before. After that, we would play two more games. Ernie Banks once had famously said, "Let's play two". I'm pretty sure no one else had ever eagerly quipped, "What the heck, let's go for three".
Before we headed out to start our triple dip, we reconvened for our daily Kangaroo Court session. Unfortunately, Judge Andersen called me out for a second day in a row.
Andersen: "Bryan Sargent, please rise. I understand this is a special day for you?"
Me: "Yes, it's my birthday."
Andersen: "No, I said a SPECIAL day!" 'bangs gavel' "Guilty! Two dollars for interrupting court. Next case!"
And so it went. It was sad knowing this would be the last Kangaroo Court of the Camp. I'll miss all the foul-mouthed, yet good-natured ribbing and "public defender" Mickey Morandini's clip-on tie and famous answer to the all of the judges' inquiries: "I've got nothing". However, I will not miss Mitch Williams' dip cup, which he unfortunately forgot this morning. Mitch's projectile spit after every other sentence, from the riser where he sat, onto the floor below, was not necessarily something I want to see first thing in the morning. I'll give him one thing; the distance he achieved was quite impressive. Only a small town Texan could get that that kind of velocity. If only he was THAT accurate when he… no, I won't make that joke.
It was off to Carlton Field to resume our rained-out game from the day before. Unfortunately, we could not carry over the mojo we had going for us the day before. We gave up eight more runs and lost the game 10-4. While manning third base, I made a ridiculous error, which clearly was foreshadowed the day before by Kevin Stocker. He was telling a group of us about his time playing next to Dave Hollins in the infield. Hollins loathed having to field infield pop-ups, as they have the tendency to spin back towards home plate. As soon as a ball was hit in to the air, Dave would immediately call Stock's name to get the ball. Well here I was, playing third, and a decently hit pop-up comes my way. Now, I'm much more used to playing the outfield, where fly balls don't spin in. They soar, dive, or knuckle, but never spin back away from you, unless you have a nasty wind at your back. Like a bad movie with a little Kevin Stocker talking head next to my shoulder, I hear him say, "Infield pop-ups are the worst". The next thing I know, the ball is bouncing off of the heel of my glove and on to the ground. Error #1. Panicked, I see the runner on first far off the base. Instead of taking a second to assess the situation, I heave the ball to first in hopes of catching the runner napping. Not even close. Past Mark Stuntman it goes. Error #2. I stayed on the ground, atop my knees, shaking my head at what just transpired. I figured I would get in a prayer or two while I was down there, pleading to any spiritual being that would hear my call that this play would be completely wiped clean of everyone's minds. Luckily, we got out of the inning unscathed. Funny enough, I made the third out, catching a soft line drive. I could hear the collective holding of breaths. The next inning, I found myself in the outfield. I get the picture.
I finished the game going 0 for 2 with a strike and fielders choice. With my hit the previous game, I went a combined 1 for 3 in our third loss of the Camp.
No rest for the weary. As soon as we were done shaking hands, we walked several feet to our next game on Roberts Field against the Mud Hens. We had our ace, Pete Wichterman, on the mound. We had a good feeling about this. The wind had really picked up, blowing incredibly strong out to rightfield. So with opposing right-hand batters being late to Pete's pitches, combined with the wind, for some reason, Stock and Lieby thought best to put me in rightfield. They also bumped me up in the lineup all the way to lead-off. Apparently they did not want to win. Well, it did not matter as Pete threw a masterful game, shutting out the Mud Hens by a score of 5-0. Most importantly, we got over the hump and snagged that first victory of the Camp.
As for my individual performance, the Legends' tactical move worked out as planned. I led off the game with a walk and eventually scored the first run of the game. Just call me Rickey Henderson… or John Kruk, according to the umpire. Yes, even the umpires got in to the game of calling out my likeness to a former player. This time, I got another one of the famed '93 Phillies. "Hey Krukker", said Blue. The next time I attend Camp, I am going down with a short haircut and cleanly shaven face. This was ridiculous.
I couldn't go this game without another fall to the ground. As is the rightfielder's job, I ran over to back up the first baseman on routine throws to him from all the infielders. On one particular play, I ran over, like always, to cover a potential overthrow to first. The throw got past our first baseman and I was able to run it down. At the same time I reached the ball, I lost my footing and fell very hard, square on butt and coccyx. The fall sent a shockwave through my body and I was worried I had just caused some damage. I was able to get up and make the throw to second to stop the runner from advancing, but I quickly hit the deck again as if I had the wind knocked out of me. The first base coach for the other team, Legend Tommy Greene, came over with a few of my teammates to check on me. One of the many Camp trainers came out as well, asking me a dozen questions, and all I could think about is an ex-Phillie is talking me through a potential injury. Shows where my priorities stood. Anyway, all was fine. It was just a hard jolt to my body that threw me for a loop. As I came in to the dugout after the third out, their third base coach, Legend Tyler Green, came over to ask how I was doing. Again, I could have suffered a broken spine, but another former Phil as
ked how I was doing. Cool!
My response to everyone's inquires on what happened? "I fell on my ***". I can't recall any Major Leaguer going on the D.L. with that particular injury.
During the game, Larry Andersen came by to check out how everything was going. He appraoched me and said, "Hey there Inky, how are you feeling?" After I told him I was totally fine, he wished me a very happy birthday.
Come to think of it, I never actually paid my two-dollar fine from this morning.
Check's in the mail L.A.
As we huddled for our post-game victory talk, the game ball was given, rightfully so, to Pete for his fantastic performance. He asked to say a quick word.
"I have been on a LOT of teams in my life, and you guys, without a doubt, are… the… slowest m#therf###ers I have ever played with".
We laughed our collective @sses off. Of course, mine hurt when doing so.
It was time for a victory lunch. Unfortunately, it lasted all of 15 minutes as everyone had to head out for the third and final game to determine our placement in tomorrow's Legends Game. Lousy rain making me scarf down my BLT!
Barely digesting my sandwich, I raced to Carlton Field for our third and final game of the day against the Sky Chiefs. This was the 7th vs. 8th seed matchup that all of the Camp was eagerly anticipating. The crowd rushed to up to fill the bleachers.
Well, that could have been for the Championship game pitting the Red Barons vs. the Bay Sox on the field directly next to us. I could have been wrong.
I was excited for this game as we were facing a team who's players included some new friends in John Mentzer, Mark Dellavecchio, and one of the Camp-favorites, Gene-Gene "The Fielding Machine" Mattioni. It was the last game of the day. We were all tired. It was getting cold. We weren't gunning for any sort of placement trophy. This was just going to be a lot of fun.
The Sky Chiefs were coached by Greg Luzinski and Terry Harmon. As we were waiting for our fearless leaders, I met Terry at home plate. As he had been all Camp, he gave me an emphatic "hello!" and asked how I was doing and if I had been keeping up with the blog while I was here. Incredible. He had such a heartfelt honesty to him. You could tell he truly loved participating in these camps. It showed right away in his coaching of third base. For the entire game he was cheering on every member of his team. "Gene! Geno! Genie boy! Let's get a hit kid!" He never relented. His enthusiasm and positivity were absolutely infectious. He embodied the spirit of this Camp. That's what it was all about.
(I have to remind myself to snatch up all of his baseball cards…)
I started out the game in centerfield and eventually moved to shortstop. These guys must have the shortest memory spans. My play in the field was limited though, as a small tweak in my left calf from the morning, had ballooned to full hobbling-inducing strain. It would come and go during the game, but by the end, there was no letting up. I was able to get three at-bats in though, going 1 for 3 with a single. I couldn't have asked for two better outs than the ones I hit in to. One was a pop-up straight to John at shortstop, ending the inning and garnering smiles and points to each other. The last was a groundball to Gene at second, throwing me out at first. If I'm getting out, that's the way I want to go.
I sat on the bench, completely worn out. I could have plopped down and fallen asleep right there if it wasn't for the bitterly cold winds that came roaring in. Of course, it was snowing back up north, so I really had no leg to stand on… literally and figuratively. Larry Andersen made his way to the game and saw me massaging my calf. He inquired about it and made me stretch out my leg as he pressed against my toes. What a guy.
We lost the game. And to prove how out of it I was, I don't even remember the score. So the Drillers officially ended Camp in 8th place out of 10 teams. I'm not going to complain about that. I wouldn't have complained if we ended dead last… because that wasn't the point. All I know is, our team laughed a helluva lot and we had a lot of fun. We were all winners.
(Did I really just say that?)
A surprise was waiting for us in the clubhouse break area: several cases of cold Yuengling beer. NOW I felt like Inky or the Krukker. There was nothing better to help cure my calf pain then a bottle of Pottsville's finest… that and my first trip to the trainer's room. I downed my beer, hit the showers, then made my way to the trainer's room. They escorted me to the hydrotherapy room when I dunked my legs in to the cold liquid situated in one of their two huge metal tubs. All I can is, I really want one now. It would take up half our apartment, but what doesn't in New York City?
I made my way on to the bus for our ride back to the hotel. Again, we'd only have about an hour to get ready for the big Awards Banquet.
It would all be worth it.
1/21/11 – Day Three of Phillies Phantasy Camp
No, Ryan Howard did not decide to take batting practice on the roof of the hotel in the middle of the night. That would have been two extremely loud, and very close lightning strikes, which scared the holy hell out of me, and most everyone else in the hotel. Unfortunately, that meant that our fine groundskeeper, Opie Cheek, was right on the money about that impending rainstorm. The bus pulled in to the Carpenter Complex and we were greeted with the image of a virtually drowning Ashburn Field. We did not like the looks of that. As I entered the clubhouse, I saw the grounds crew scrambling to make the fields as playable as possible. The skies were grey and it was drizzling. Plus there was another wave of precipitation on its way. This was going to be interesting. On the TV screens in the clubhouse, the game schedules for the day were posted, and not surprising, the first set of games were pushed back. I wouldn't be playing until 2:30. As a teammate of mine said, "Who has a deck of cards?" First order of business was our daily player meeting and Kangaroo Court. As I made my way to the entrance of the tent, I noticed all the campers were still outside, looking towards rightfield. Immediately, I thought that this might be a current Phillie working out, just as Ryan Howard and Domonic Brown did the day before. Sure enough, at 8:30 AM, in a steady, chilly drizzle, the 2010 CY Young Award winner, Roy Halladay, was out tossing the ball. Living up to all the praise that was bestowed upon him the night before at the Bull Session, Halladay proved why he is arguably the best pitcher in the Major Leagues. What a beast. Kangaroo Court came in to session and already there was a shake up on the bench. Judge John Kruk was mysteriously absent from the proceedings and needed a reliever. Judge Ricky Bottalico to the rescue. Before cases were heard, the first of the daily awards were given out. A "Gamer Award" would be given out to the one player who had the best day on the field. Simple. The "Gomer Award" was… the complete opposite. For the first time ever in Phantasy Camp history, the "Gomer Award" was given to an entire team… mine. Our 18-0 shellacking at Bright House Field the day before, added to our 2-0 loss, meant we were completely shutout AND lost by a combined 20 runs… at least I can say I left Camp with an "award". The winner of the "Gomer Award" is given a mask to wear, a baseball with a ridiculous face on it. Since they didn't have 14 of them, our poor teammate, Connie Hidalgo, got the dubious distinction of donning the mask. Another one of my teammates, Mark Stutman, was called to the bench later in the session. It was not a good morning for the Drillers. Mark was charged with batting out of order during our first game, but in his defense, we had an injury on the field. With 14 people in a batting lineup, there was some understandable confusion. Our fearless co-manager Stocker chimed in, "I don't condone counting". Kangaroo Court continued. More jawin', razzin', blasphemin', and crimes against human decency ensued. A lot of us got to thinking that this would probably be a heck of a lot more entertaining if it took place at night, after a few trips to the bar… or maybe not. We would probably have more and more people missing come the morning. After Court was dismissed, we went to have our team photos taken in the main concourse of Bright House Field, right behind home plate. Normally they would do this outside, but with the weather as it was, there was no choice but to be under cover. This gave us some time to hang about and get to know each other a little better. Larry Andersen made his way to our team for a quick chat with all of us. We had a lot of time to kill, so it turned out to be a nice experience. I caught sight of a few friends on other teams and talked to them for a bit. This also gave me the time to make up for the lack of photos from the day before. We took our team photo, in addition to an individual picture with Stock and Lieby. Now we had a lot of time to kill before our game. In between mulling around the complex and clubhouse, I grabbed lunch. Our player representative, Joe Moore, and another rep, led an organized stretch in the outfield of Carlton Field to keep us limber. Finally, our game was scheduled to start. Unfortunately, the break in weather was short-lived. The second wave of rain started right at the beginning of our game and got progressively worse… very quickly. Our opponents were the Ravens, coached by Jim Eisenreich and Bob Boone. I made the start at third base and we gave up two runs in the top of the first inning. We continued to run up our record for Runs Against. With our ups in the bottom of the frame, the scoreless streak finally came to an end. We quickly got a couple runners on base. I stepped in and proudly provided our first run of the Camp when I hit an R.B.I. double over the leftfielder's head. That got us going. I was moved over to third then scored our second run on a force out. The game was now tied. As we were getting ready to take the field for the top of the second, the game was called. The rain really had started coming down now and there was no end in sight. Our mojo would have to be saved for the next day. As much as I would have loved to finish out that game, I must admit, I did appreciate the downtime and extra hours of rest before our team dinner. All the muscles I never knew I had were still aching, and a little R&R would most definitely help. As I entered the lobby, my friend Sam caught my eye as he was giving me a defying point in my direction. He let me know that I "just made him look like a Little Leaguer". I did not realize it at the time, but my double had gone over the head of Sam. If I didn't get another hit all Camp, I would be satisfied with that one, just for the humor attached to it… well, humorous for me. Not Sam. I made my way down to the lobby after a nice rest to wait for our shuttle to the team dinner at the Island Way Grill. Before our shuttle arrived, I had a chance to talk with a teammate of mine, Lee Sorenson. His son's band, Forward Motion, play frequently in New York City. He was telling me that he was just in Manhattan to see him play at this tiny little bar called The Local 269. Funny enough, my current band just played there back in November, and has become quite a fixture on their stage in the last year or so. Lee told me how proud he was of his son and his music accomplishments. He also told me that he requested from his son that he'd be allowed to join them on stage for one song during a performance of their choosing. He also thought it would be great to have a stage name, preferably something along the lines of "Sting". To make it easy, they bestowed him with the name "Ding". Since Lee does not play an instrument, his son gave to him for Christmas a cowbell, inscribed with name "Ding". Not only was I laughing all night from that story, but also I found that to be so incredibly touching. It was so obvious that he and his son have an amazing relationship, and the pride he had for his son's accomplishments was so beautiful. It reminded so much of my dad and I. In my 20 years of playing in bands, I think he probably liked two of them, but he always made time to come out and see my shows and support whatever music I was playing. The countless hours he endured while we were making a sonic racket in our basement easily qualifies him for sainthood. It made me feel so good to see a pure and honest relationship like that. We arrived at the restaurant, which is co-owned by two former Tampa Bay Buccaneers players, Mike Alstott and Dave Moore. I must say, for this jaded New Yorker, I was very impressed with their food and the creativity in the preparation of their seafood dishes. I regret not getting a couple pieces of sushi, as Mike Lieberthal did. They were some very healthy portions. Since Mike was sitting next to me, we had a chance to talk a little more. He and I chatted about our love of sushi and all the incredible Japanese restaurants in my 'hood, particularly Matsu (the original location, not the expansion down the street. Trust me). He also told us all about his extreme passion for playing golf, which he is trying to parlay in to an actual career. He makes frequent golf excursions and got the chance to play a round with Hunter Mahan in Ireland, compliments of their shared agent. As we spoke, he paused, stared at me and goes, "Do you remember Eric Milton"? I nodded. Milton was a teammate of Mike's on the Phillies in 2004. He continued, "You remind me so much of him". Well, that's #2. First Pete Incaviglia, now Eric Milton. I can only imagine who would be next. Other discussions we had with Mike revolved around his career in baseball, from being drafted, to his first game with the Phillies, to his final days. We also talked about the state of baseball in general, like steroids their impact on the Hall of Fame voting. On my other side sat our player rep, Joe. I had started to talk with him earlier in the day, and this was my chance to get to know him better. Basically, player reps are employees of the Camp that basically are the den fathers to each team. They basically make sure that the only thing we have to worry about is having a blast. They figure out all the logistics for each team, on and off the field. They are the workhorses; along with the countless others that made this adventure a true fantasy. In the morning, there was a note from Joe in my locker, written on Phantasy Camp paper, complimenting me on my job catching and my hit from the first game. It's these small touches that really make this camp a priceless experience. Later on in the dinner, Mark Stutman came over to wish me a happy birthday. The next day was actually my birthday, but he had seen the date in the player profile guide we all received the first we arrived. When the desserts came out, my key lime pie "mysteriously" had a couple candles stuck in it, followed by a chorus of "Happy Birthday". I immediately looked at Mark and he gave me a coy shrug, denying all responsibility. It was definitely a fantastic way to end the night. Well, I did have a nightcap at the hotel bar when we got back. THAT was a fantastic way to end the night.
1/20/11 – Day Two of Phillies Phantasy Camp – morning
What kind of person would maliciously set my alarm for 5:15 AM? Oh the evil that resides in the heart of men… No, I thought it would be prudent to wake up before sunrise and join some of my fellow campers for an organized early stretch in the hotel. Rookie mistake. Right before I left for Florida, I felt that I was fighting off the early stages of a cold, or something along those lines. Last time I checked, five hours of sleep after being up for close to 20, flying for three hours, and partaking in some late afternoon-into-night imbibing is not quite the best way to stave off a little bout of illness. The stretching was very helpful, I admit. It also helped that we were situated right next to the breakfast buffet line. Nothing says "motivation" like the smell of cooked sausage. Larry Andersen joined in on the stretch and provided much needed color commentary. I felt better… as better as I could get. Pounding headache and froggy throat aside, I hit up the buffet line and took a seat in the ballroom where we had our Rookie Meeting the night before. On the tables were "Phantasy Update" newsletters. Very similar to what you would see on a cruise, it gave the highlights from yesterday's events as well as the schedule for that day, the weather forecast, and any other pertinent information. I was in such a haze, I couldn't remember if I had even spoken to anybody. I apologize to anyone right now if I forgot our early morning conversation. I finished up and still had 45 minutes to kill before the first bus left for the Carpenter Complex at 7:30. Guess who was going to be setting his alarm MUCH later tomorrow? I exited the hotel in to glorious early morning weather. It was still quite cool out, but the sun told me it was going to be a perfect day for baseball. I loaded my company-issued Phantasy Camp gym bag in to the belly of the bus, made my way inside, and plopped down in a window seat. To get us in the mood as we made the 20 minute-or-so ride to the complex, the 2010 video yearbook of the Phillies, "Great Expectations" was playing on the hanging TV screens. The video started with some highlights from the year, then proceeded to show them arriving and working out for Spring Training… right where we were going, and where we would be spending the next four days at. I have never come down to Florida to see Spring Training games (another excursion my dad and I never got to do). This was all going to be very new to me. I was definitely that kid going to Disneyworld for the very first time. We pulled up into the narrow parking lot, flanked by two of the most beautiful, pristine ball fields I think I have ever seen, except in a Major League park of course. There are not too many things more beautiful in this world than an untouched, perfectly manicured baseball field with the early morning sun shining on it like a warm, glowing spotlight. The rookies congregated in front of the main entrance to the clubhouse, situated between Ashburn and Carlton Fields. In addition to Bright House Field, the main stage for Phillies Spring Training games as well as home to the Clearwater Threshers, there are four smaller fields in the complex, all named after Phillies Hall of Famers: Mike Schmidt, Robin Roberts, Steve Carlton, and Richie Ashburn. There is also a field outside of the complex, named after the Yankee great Joe DiMaggio, which it also utilized by the Phillies. As we waited to be let inside, over the loudspeaker came the familiar voice of Dan Baker, the long time public address announcer for the Phillies and Eagles. He read off the uniform number and name of every camper in attendance. As he continued, Scott Palmer emerged and spoke over Baker's announcements. I wanted him to stop so that I could hear my name! Scott, I love ya, but quit yapping for two minutes! But, as soon as he broke in to his speech, the undertone of Baker's lineup really set up the moment so beautifully. Palmer's voice dropped a few steps and he gave us a very brief, but emotional speech that emphasized this common dream we have an are about to live out and how special this moment will be… one that many people will never get to experience. He ended it with a simple, "welcome". As we funneled in to the clubhouse, Dan Baker's lineup announcement was still echoing through the complex. Just like me leaving the airport to the Verve's "Lucky Man", this made me feel like I was in a movie. Dan Baker was the voice of God calling us all in to heaven. Baker's voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of cheering and clapping. Veterans, clubhouse personnel, Camp representatives, etc. were all there to enthusiastically greet us and direct us to our locker. Photographers and videographers were capturing every step as we looked in at amazement. As it was alphabetical, my locker was situated near the last row. On my way there I would look down the other rows and see everyone else's reaction to their beautiful new uniforms. It was a sight to behold. I finally arrived at my row. It was a tight fit. Most everyone had found their locker and were already taking pictures and marveling at their surroundings. I really wanted to savor the moment and take my time. With the amount of people I had to maneuver through, this wouldn't be a problem. I finally arrived. There it was, on the left-hand side. The whitest, crispest, most stunning uniform I have ever seen. Sargent. 31. I have never seen the color red so solid and pure in my life. It was like the Phillies organization had used the most exotic and expensive dyes in the world just for my name and number. Also hanging in the locker was a pair of red pinstripe pants and belt, a personalized red batting practice jersey (our "away" top), a short-sleeved Phillies red t-shirt and a long-sleeve mock turtleneck with the Phillies logo on front of the neck. In the back of the locker was a "laundry loop". That was to be used for all items that weren't part of the main uniform. The clubhouse guys came around to show us how to use it and attach our clothing items on them. It was way too early for us to deal with such complicated technol After I squeezed myself into my uniform, dotted my "I's" and crossed my "T's", I took a quick tour of the clubhouse to get my surroundings… the bathroom, the shower, the trainer's room (see you guys soon!), and the huge snack/break room with a couple large TV's, beverage dispensers for water and two kinds of Powerade, and buckets upon buckets of David sunflower seeds and Double Bubble gum. Before I headed out, I stopped to have a formal photograph taken of me in my poor excuse of a batting stance. I exited the clubhouse and made my way to Bright House Field where we would have the first of our daily morning player briefings and Kangaroo Court sessions. At this point, I left my camera behind in the locker as I was not sure how easy it would be to tote it around from field to field, so unfortunately, the amount of photographs taken this day were low in number. We all congregated under a large tent set up next to Frenchy's Tiki Pavilion in right field. Scott Palmer ran through what to expect for the rest of the day and night, and some other basic information. Before he introduced Larry Andersen, John Kruk, and Mitch Williams, the Kangaroo Court judges, he warned us campers, as well as the folks who were there as part of the Phan and General Manager packages, that every morning, these sessions would be very blue. So blue in fact, they did not allow any audio or visual recording. The sign outside of the tent drove it home… Andersen, Kruk, and Williams entered donning black robes and British-style judicial wigs. Mickey Morandini acted as the public defender for each camper brought before the court. Mickey looked very official in his uniform and clip-on tie. Very classy. I won't get in to specifics because this blog would be even more excruciatingly long. To sum it up; there was plenty of laughin', cussin', roastin', dippin', and a health serving of general depravity. I wouldn't have expected anything less from this crew. Now it was off to have our picture taken with all of the Legends. Since it went alphabetically, I had plenty of time on my hands. Until then, a couple player representatives held another organized stretching session and throw-around in the outfield of Schmidt Field. It was just like you see in clips of Spring Training… just a lot of strolling, stretching, chatting, and goofing around. Where do I sign up for this job? Finally my turn came to sit with all the ex-Phillies and have our photograph taken. As I approached, several of the players, almost in unison, yelled out, "Inky!" I knew immediately what they were talking about. For those not familiar with the '93 Phillies, former Texas Ranger Pete Incaviglia was brought to the team that season for his power at the plate. Like the vast majority of that team, he rocked a mullet/long hair and constant facial scruff.
ogy like elastic bands and plastic clips. Much like the room full of monkeys on typewriters, we eventually figured out "The Loop".
My appearance had immediately struck a chord with the players and reminded them of their former teammate. Once that name was thrown out, the rest of them laughed. I knew I was going to be in trouble for the rest of the Camp. I noticed Jim Eisenreich was standing right behind the empty space that would be my spot on the bench. Jim looked at me and said, "Hey! It's me, Jim Eisenbise!"
Finally, it was time to start actually playing some baseball. I almost forgot that's what I was there for. To evaluate the rookies, the Camp held four 15-minute drill workouts. Based on these, the Legends and GM's would make their selections at the lunchtime draft for their respective teams. The first workout for me was for infield. I reported back to Schmidt Field and met with Mickey Morandini and Terry Harmon on the pitchers mound. Mickey caught sight of me, smiled, and said, "Hey there Inky!" Oh man…
Memories of my childhood came flooding back. Just like in Little League, we formed two lines at second base and shortstop. Mickey would hit the shortstop a grounder, throw to second and complete the double play at first, then switch. I was very pleased with myself for consistently making the clean pickup and throw on both ends. I heard the reassuring words of Harmon and thought my plan of playing the outfield would immediately be in jeopardy. But it didn't matter. It just felt fantastic being out there in the sun, throwing the ball around and hearing the snap of leather.
The next workout revolved around pitching. We reported to the pitching mounds located between Roberts and Schmidt Fields. This should be interesting. I pitched one inning in my life in Little League: two strikeouts and a triple. I made my way up and my goal was jus not make a fool of myself, i.e. no bouncing to the catcher or throwing to the catcher NEXT to mine. The first handful were over the plate, which, in my mind, was a complete success. Can I go now? No? Damn. The more I threw, the more they started straying outside the strike zone. My catcher stopped me before it got worse and someone would eventually get hurt.
As I was waiting to move on to the next workout, we noticed a commotion in the outfield of Schmidt Field. Some poor camper had gone to catch a fly ball and tore his Achilles tendon. A cart had to be brought out. He eventually had to leave Camp and return home. We all felt a pit in our stomach for the guy. He just got there, just like the rest of us. Now he couldn't even stay and just hang out. I think we all had this underlying fear that could easily happen to any of us. Maybe I will reconsider those early morning stretches.
Now on to my biggest weakness: hitting. We went inside to the batting tunnels, which held four separate netted hitting areas. In three of them, Legends and player reps were switching up and throwing batting practice. Ex-Phillie and hitting coach Milt Thompson was holding a quick evaluation in the fourth cage. If I had any notion that I possessed somewhat of a decent swing, it would have been quickly brought down to Earth in these five minutes. Luckily I don't, so why get embarrassed? I tried to utilize some pointers he gave out to fellow campers before me. I took a few swings and stopped me. Like everyone else, his mantra was to get us to make our swing rhythmic to the beat of our heart. If that's the case, then my swing must look like I'm suffering a massive arrhythmia. He asked me to step back and took a swing, demonstrating his method. Now, there's Joe Schmoe who gets around on a pitch, hits it square on the barrel, and makes that beautiful sound of wood cracking and launching a baseball. They actually may even look pretty decent doing it. Then, there is a Major Leaguer swinging and hitting a baseball. Night and day. Not even close. Milt Thompson is not a big guy at all. In that split second, he was Superman. I felt like I should have apologized to him for wasting his time and offered to buy him a beer later. Wow. I took a few cuts off of a player rep throwing BP, then moved on to the next and last station.
This was the one I was looking forward to. Back to Schmidt field for the outfield workout with Jim Eisenreich and Von Hayes. We stood at the warning track in centerfield and Eisey would hit one to us. Nothing more than that. The first one he hits to me was an in-betweener, so I let it bounce… past me and to the wall. Beautiful. I'm going back to the infield. I liked my results much better there, thank you very much.
Fantastic, I can't mess that one up.
1/19/11 – Day One of Phillies Phantasy Camp
The first and only other time I flew in to the Tampa International Airport was almost ten years ago. For two weeks, my dad had rented a beachside condo in a town south of Clearwater called Indian Rocks Beach. I was only coming for several days. He was already there and met me at the airport. As a surprise, he greeted me with a large sign that said, "Famous NYC Drummer…Sarge". I was never so joyfully embarrassed in my life. This day, on my way to the baggage claim, I came across that familiar waiting area. It seemed eerily empty, especially considering how incredibly excited I was at the moment. I felt like he should have been there. As I rode the escalator down to baggage claim, I heard music playing through their sound system. My luggage came out miraculously quick and as soon as I picked up my bag, the song "Lucky Man" by the Verve started blaring through the room… one of my absolute favorite songs. Such a fitting moment. I immediately felt like I was in a movie, moving in slow motion through the airport, with this tune providing the emotional soundtrack. The song faded out as I exited into the Florida sun. It was perfect weather. The air had that feeling of spring finally arriving with that first warm day of the year. I rode the cab the whole way with the window down and a cemented smile on my face. As we got closer to the coast, a mysterious fog came rolling in and blanketed Clearwater Beach. My perfect scenario of relaxing by the tiki bar outside in the warm Florida sun would have to be altered a bit. The taxi pulled up to the hotel and then it all truly hit me. The massive windows in the front revealed the entire lobby, which was filled with people in Phillies paraphernalia, Phillies pennants, and a huge banner welcoming everybody to Phantasy Camp. A porter in a Phillies cap came out and whisked my bag away before I could say "Chooch". Just like Orientation, an army of Camp workers greeted me. A canopy of red, white and blue balloons led you to the assembly line of friendly folks ready to get the experience off on the right foot… room keys, a folder filled with every piece of information we will need for the next five days, our oh-so-important V.I.P. pass to be worn at all times, and credit card info so that we don't need to fumble with cash when the bar closes. Convenient and dangerous. I entered my 7th-floor room and made a beeline for the deck. Me, and every other guest were treated to a stunning view of Clearwater Harbor. Beautiful. Of course, the true majesty of the harbor would have to wait, as the fog was getting progressively worse. After getting my wits together, I made a call to my new friends, Gene and Marie Mattioni, the first people I met at Orientation and since, have been conversing with consistently on email. I met them both at the tiki bar by the pool. Gene "The Machine" couldn't stay, as he was getting ready to go over to the Carpenter Complex to participate in the fielding clinic given by Kevin Stocker and Mickey Morandini. So while Gene hit the field, Marie and I hit the bar. During our conversation, we had our first Legend sighting. Across the way, pitcher Tommy Greene was placing his beer order. A couple guys behind us said out loud what I thought at the same exact moment: "He's a BIG dude". Not only was he tall, but also he was fit as a racehorse. They asked him how well he was able to pitch, fearing a matchup during the Legends game on Sunday. He calmed everybody's nerves by saying he only throws off-speed stuff now to save his arm. I'm quite sure whatever he would throw would somehow make it past my flailing bat. The guy DID throw a no-hitter. I then met John Mentzer, whom I made contact with through a Facebook page dedicated to Phantasy Camp alumni. I met some of his buddies and decided I would go back to the room to rest a bit before the night's festivities. Before I got back to the room, I caught a glimpse of Greg Luzinski and John Kruk shaking hands in the lobby. I shook my head waiting for the elevator. I still could not believe this was all happening. Feeling as rejuvenated as possible, I made my way back to the tiki bar for a quick drink before heading to the Rookie Players' Meeting in the hotel. As I sauntered up to the bar, I was greeted to image of John and his friends arriving with cold cases of beer, secured from another bar up the way from the hotel, accessed by a semi-secret boardwalk in the back. John and I gave a quick toast to our fathers before cracking in to his case of beer… welcome to Phantasy Camp! I entered the ballroom in the hotel and went for an empty seat up front to hopefully get some good photos. The official Countdown Clock hit all zeroes. It was time to get down to business. Scott Palmer was the first to the podium and enthusiastically welcomed everyone to Camp. That same familiar message was driven home once again: We will have the time of our lives. After some basic information, Commissioner Larry Andersen took the microphone and gave his do's-and-don'ts in typical L.A.-style. Most of his advice centered around the uniform, and how to properly wear it. Any infraction would most certainly earn you a round trip ticket to the next morning's Kangaroo Court. The microphone was passed around to everyone in the room to introduce themselves… our name, where we were from, preferred position(s), and our favorite Phillie. My answer of Garry Maddox elicited a response from Palmer of "The Secretary of Defense!" Out of about 90 rookies, only me and one other camper mentioned Maddox. All the usual suspects were chosen as favorite players, but Michael Jack Schmidt was hands-down the clear winner. Schmidty technically could have been my choice, but Maddox was the first one to truly have a direct influence on my style of play. I couldn't play third base or hit the ball with power and authority; so needless to say, I had no connection to Schmidt on the field. The highlight of the meeting came next with the introduction of all the Legends. One big surprise was the late-minute addition of Scott Eyre. Eyre was a middle reliever for the Phillies in '08 and '09 and instantly became a fan favorite. I guarantee he will be a fixture at Phantasy Camp for years to come. Mitch Williams and Kruk were mysteriously absent from the intros, which of course, caused laughs and conjured up images of where these two were holed up. As I made my way out of the ballroom after the meeting ended, I was introduced to another camper who had found my blog online. Sam Daley and I have the dubious distinction of the only two attendees who live and work in the New York City area. Back to the tiki bar we went. This was already becoming a bad trend. A luau was served poolside amongst tiki torches and ominous fog. While waiting in line to fill up my plate, another person whom I had spoken to via email had introduced himself. Joe Gibley was a returning veteran who hailed from a town not too far from where I was born. We took a seat and chatted. Legend Terry Harmon came over and asked if he could join us. Incredible. Now, I must admit, of all the Legends at Camp, I knew the least about Terry. I know of him from baseball cards, general research and stories from my dad. Within the first five minutes, I knew everything about Terry. He was genuinely interested in our stories. When he was told that I live in New York City, he quickly chimed in about his daughter who lives in Brooklyn. We talked of our careers. He mentioned how he worked for the Philadelphia cable sports channel PRISM back from it's inception, then moved over to a couple different shopping channels, including QVC. He was very interested in hearing about my photography and this blog. He had such a warm personality and reminded me so much of my uncles on my father's side. Terry went from virtually unknown in my eyes to becoming my favorite Legend, just like that. I met back up with Sam at the bar and mulled around, chatting amongst the rest of the Legends who were making the rounds. As the weather got chillier, the crowd slowly filtered inside to the hotel bar. Before we followed suit, we joined a small group huddled around a standing heater, keeping warm while speaking with Jim Eisenreich. This was the one Legend I was very eager to meet. The discussion ranged from baseball-related topics like former teammates, steroids and Pete Rose, to his career outside of baseball and his children. At this point, just three of us were left outside as they were closing up the bar. Jim, Sam and I were oblivious to the cold and the not-to-subtle message from the hotel staff for us to move it inside. I finally had the chance to tell Jim one of my favorite stories about my dad. When I was in 6th grade, my math teacher's name was Charles Eisenbise. My father was an accountant, so he was most concerned with my grades in math, so he would get to know those teachers the most when parent-teacher conferences rolled around. Now, my dad had a funny and endearing quirk where sometimes he would not be able to pronounce a person's name correctly, no matter how many times he said it. This was not for a lack of trying or a sign of disrespect, it was just one of those little hiccups of the mind that he could never stop. My dad could never get Mr. Eisenbise's name right. I heard every permutation: Eisenbisen, Eisenbach, Eisenreichen, Eisen-*trail off*… Cut to my junior year in high school. The '93 Phillies are in full swing and Jim Eisenreich quickly becomes one of my dad's favorite players. He loved everything about the man. His quiet demeanor, his work ethic, letting his bat and glove do the talking, his charity, and the odds he constantly had to overcome with his Tourette Syndrome. He was an inspiration to my dad and continues to be to millions of others. The very first time my dad saw him play, he says, "I really like the play of that Jim Eisenbise fella". That got me a VERY big laugh from Jim. We decide to finally make our way inside to the hotel lounge. A good portion of the Legends were there, continuing their conversations with us fellow campers. Von Hayes made his way to the bar where Sam promptly bought his a rum and coke. This wasn't a big deal since there was a "5 for 1″ special on drinks that night. Thank you, I'll be here all week. I pulled out my iPhone to show Von the picture I took of him in 1989 at Photo Day at Veterans Stadium. Von gave me a little head shake followed by an "oh wow". The crowd was thinning out and the bar was getting closer to last call. We joined a small group next to Larry Andersen and joined in the conversation. At one point, I turned away. When I turned back L.A. told me to open my hand, and put in to my palm his 1993 NLCS ring and 2008 World Series ring. The '93 ring was certainly a nice piece of jewelry, but as anyone who has seen a World Series ring in person, especially more recent ones, you know how absolutely monstrous they are. This was no exception. It weighed a ton. And for some reason, he was letting this poor slob handle it. We didn't have to go home, but we couldn't stay there. We left the lounge for our respective rooms. L.A. joined Sam and I in the elevator, but not before he got one loud parting shot to Ricky Bottalico before the doors closed. I believe the term he used was "sh!t for brains". Welcome to Phantasy Camp! ——————- I made my way to my room, swimming through a ridiculous fog that had consumed all of Clearwater Beach. I entered my room and found a little gift left by the Phillies Phantasy Phairy: a note from Michael Rouse, the executive director of Phantasy Camp, welcoming me to camp, a Phillies cap with the Phantasy Camp logo and a rally towel as seen at all postseason games. Why do I have a bad feeling this poor little guy was destined for Game 7 of the NLCS this past season? At least he found a good home with me. If the rest of the night wasn't special enough, it was this small little gesture that truly made me feel this was going to be one hell of an experience. To learn more about Jim Eisenreich's work with children suffering from Tourette Syndrome, please visit the website of his foundation, The Jim Eisenreich Foundation.
1/15/11 – High Hopes…
In addition to the now daily, "you are going to Phillies Phantasy Camp really soon" email from the ESF folks, I received something else yesterday that really got me in to the spirit… like I need anymore fuel to that particular fire. A friend of mine from D.C. sent me a DVD released in 2003 called "High Hopes: The Anatomy of a Winner: The Story of the 1993 Philadelphia Phillies". Enclosed was a note saying how he found this DVD while cleaning his apartment, and thought I would appreciate it and get me in the mood for Camp. I must say, this was a mighty thoughtful gesture. You are the best, Steve. I stopped what I was doing and popped the DVD in. Almost immediately, I started beaming. A 90-minute documentary about my favorite team of all time, narrated by Larry Andersen and John Kruk? This was going to be fun. The only DVD I have relating to this team is the MLB-sanctioned postseason highlight film. It's not bad, but you don't get a great sense of what that team was all about. This film… THIS is what I want to see. Anyone who distinctly remembers that season will be instantly transported back to that time, and how much fun it was to follow those characters. When that season started, I was a junior in high school. I remember watching the first game against the Houston Astros with my dad, marveling at Terry Mulholland's complete game and newcomers Pete Incaviglia and Jim Eisenreich's instant impact, knocking in a run each. I didn't want to hinge the outcome of the entire season on one game, but there was definitely something very different about this team. They looked REALLY good. This movie did such a great job returning me to that particular night. The rest of the film was perfect. It brought back so many memories. It gave me the chills hearing the radio and TV calls of Harry Kalas and Richie Ashburn… all the great highlights and stories I will never forget, and some that had completely slipped my mind… – I totally forgot that poor Jim Eisenreich was called "Jeffrey Dahmer" because of his slight resemblance to the famous serial killer. You KNOW he has a good sense of humor to be able to put up with that. – Game 6 of the NLCS against the Atlanta Braves. The Phillies bring in Stephen Gunzenhauser, the music director of the Delaware Symphony Orchestra, to conduct "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" during the 7thinning stretch. As he is leaning out of the booth, a fan steals his oversized baton mid-song. He was left there to continue in his nice tux and tails, sans baton. Classic. But what really makes this DVD special is being able to watch all the in-depth interviews of the players who I will be meeting in five short days. These guys are good old-fashioned ballplayers that every person can easily relate to. They love the game. They love the camaraderie. They love to have fun. That's what that team was all about. That's what baseball should be all about.
1/13/11 – Under a week to go!
The Phantasy Camp folks sure do know how to build excitement. I got another email yesterday giving the official "seven days until Camp" proclamation. This message included last minute stretching tips and such so we can "beat out that throw to first by Stocker". In the last email they had a "Meet the Legends" section, highlighting two Legends who will be in camp. The first two were Larry Andersen and Scott Palmer. They gave a quick bio of each and what we can expect from them at Camp. Andersen's of course needed no explanation. I think the Campers know exactly what we are in store for from Larry. Yesterday they featured Greg Luzinski and John Kruk. At the end of Kruk's description, it ended with, "A staple at Phillies Phantasy Camp, John Kruk will provide expert advice in batting and fielding but will show his true supremacy as a Kangaroo Court Judge each day". Luckily, I have no problem making fun of myself, so I think I'm pretty prepared for any good ribbings these guys may give to me, but still. This is John Kruk. The man traded his uniform number, #28, to Mitch Williams for two cases of beer. Who does that?… OK, I could see myself doing that, but that's besides the point. Here's another picture from Photo Day back on June 3rd, 1989. Kruk was traded the day before from the San Diego Padres along with Randy Ready for Chris James. Nothing like showing up for your first day of work at your new office and having to parade yourself. I'd probably want two cases of beer too. Here you can see him behind Dickie Thon with the first of his four uniform numbers, #11. This is why the Phillies Camp is one the most popular in all the Majors. I can't imagine a better cast of characters to play baseball with, share stories, and joke around with. It is going to be something else.
12/18/10 – This Day in Legend History – Larry Andersen
In 1992, Larry Andersen signed as a free agent with the Phillies, returning for his second stint with the club. He came back to the team at the perfect time, not only helping lead the Phils to the 1993 World Series, but added to the myriad of personalities that made this club one of the most distinctive of all time. Andersen's humor and antics became stuff of legend, particularly when he first came to the Phils in 1983. Just ask Schmidty. He was also involved in some trade with the Houston Astros in 1990. I don't know too much more about that, but I heard it was pretty big…
10/27/10 – The Lineup
A very timely email arrived in my inbox today, only a couple hours before the rather disheartening first pitch of the 2010 World Series. From the desk of the Phillies Phantasy Camp folks came a message officially counting down the days until camp in January. A great pick-me-up for my fellow campgoers and Phillies fans. On the left side of the message was an alphabetical listing of the last names of all the former Phillies players who will be in attendance. I cannot believe I will be spending five days fraternizing with all of these gentlemen. Larry Andersen Eleven players from the 1993 NL East Championship team. Six players from the 1980 World Championship team. Two of the greatest catchers ever to don a Phillies uniform. One no-hitter. Over 35 years of Phillies history. Wow. I have such distinct memories of every single one of these players…. My Juan Samuel and Von Hayes Starting Lineup action figures. My "Fan Photo Day" pictures of Ricky Jordan and John Kruk… his very first day in a Phillies uniform. Coming home from school and catching the last couple innings of Tommy Greene's no-hitter against the Montreal Expos. For the players I was quite too young to remember, I had my baseball cards and stories from my dad to fuel my imagination. But the one player I am very excited to meet is Mr. Jim Eisenreich. One of my all-time favorite anecdotes about my father involves good ol' Eisey from back during the 1993 season. That one I will save for camp. As I finish typing this, the San Francisco Giants defeated the Texas Rangers in Game One of the World Series. All of a sudden, that particular bitter taste has gone away. Phillies, you know how to make a guy feel so much better.
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Effects of VLDL and remnant particles on platelets
Olufadi, Rasaq and Byrne, Christopher D. (2006) Effects of VLDL and remnant particles on platelets. Pathophysiology of Haemostasis and Thrombosis, 35, (3-4), 281-291. (doi:10.1159/000093221).
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There is a considerable body of evidence supporting an association between hypertriglyceridaemia, a hypercoagulable state and atherothrombosis. A disorder of triglyceride metabolism is a key feature of the metabolic syndrome that increases risk of both ischaemic heart disease and type 2 diabetes approximately 3-fold. An increasing prevalence of obesity and metabolic syndrome is likely to contribute markedly to the prevalent ischaemic heart in the foreseeable future, and therefore it is crucial to understand mechanisms linking hypertriglyceridaemia and a hypercoagulable state. Activation of platelets and the coagulation cascade are intertwined. VLDL and remnant lipoprotein concentrations are often increased with the metabolic syndrome. These lipoproteins have the capacity to activate platelets and the coagulation pathway, and to support the assembly of the prothrombinase complex. VLDL also upregulates expression of the plasminogen activator inhibitor-1 gene and plasminogen activator inhibitor-1 antigen and activity, a process accompanied by platelet aggregation and clot formation. The surface membrane of activated platelets also supports the assembly and activity of the prothrombinase complex, resulting in further thrombin generation and amplification of the coagulation cascade. Fibrinolysis is also less efficient when thrombin is generated. Thrombin induces thrombin activatable fibrinolysis inhibitor. Thrombin activatable fibrinolysis inhibitor is a carboxypeptidase that cleaves the carboxylic lysine residues on fibrin, thereby abolishing the critical binding site for tPA-plasminogen decreasing plasmin formation. Thus the evidence is supportive of dysregulated coagulation, and impaired fibrinolysis with a predisposition to atherothrombosis, in conditions such as the metabolic syndrome, in which there are increased concentrations of VLDL and remnant lipoproteins. The purpose of this review is to describe the current evidence supporting a procoagulant state induced by VLDL and remnant lipoproteins. The role of these lipoprotein classes in (1) platelet activation; (2) the intrinsic coagulation cascade, and (3) clot formation and fibrinolysis is discussed.
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Keywords: | platelets, triglyceride, insulin resistance, atherothrombosis, triglyceride-rich lipoproteins |
Subjects: | R Medicine > RC Internal medicine |
Divisions: | University Structure - Pre August 2011 > School of Medicine |
ePrint ID: | 61404 |
Date Deposited: | 01 Oct 2008 |
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There is more to Macau than just its casinos. Here's how you can explore the world beyond the obvious.
1. A-Ma Temple
The name Macau is thought to be derived from the name of the temple. One of the oldest and most famous Taoist temples of Macau with beautiful tiled roofs, it was built in 1488 and dedicated to Matsu, the goddess of seafarers and fishermen. Firecrackers to scare away evil spirits are exploded at the entrance. Lion dances are performed during weekends.
2. Senado Square
In the heart of Macau, the bustling Senado Square with its old-world charm is a pleasure to walk around in. A civic hub for centuries, it now has an elegant fountain, trees, benches, cafés and space for public events. Pastel-coloured neoclassical buildings spell Mediterranean, while the active participation of the local Chinese community reflects the multi-cultural dimension of the Macau society.
3. Ruins of St. Paul's
Perceived as Macau's "Acropolis", this imposing carved-stone façade of St. Paul's, with a grand staircase, stands in the heart of the old city. Designed by an Italian Jesuit with the assistance of Japanese Christian stonemasons who had fled persecution in Japan, it was the first church and college of Jesuits in China. Built in the early 17th century and destroyed by fire in 1835, the ruins are now Macau's most famous landmark with UNESCO World Heritage status. The original crypt of the church contains silver art pieces, gilded statues and paintings by 17th century Japanese artists.
4. Mount Fortress and Macau Museum
Built by the Jesuits as their headquarters at the same time as St. Paul's, the Mount Fortress provided an effective defence against attack by the Dutch, and was later used as the governor's residence. A museum now carved out of this fortress without disturbing the original structure, showcases Macau and its people over the past four centuries emphasising the bicultural character of the city. Their "Time Corridor" features the paths through which the two civilisations had advanced before their first encounter in the 16th century.
5. Giant pandas
Nestled against a hill in Coloane Island, the Seac Pai Van Park houses gifts from Mainland China to Macau, two five-year-old rare giant Pandas — Kai Kai (male) and Xin Xin (female). Fun to watch these fuzzy creatures eat, play and roam about in their individual enclosures dotted with streams, cascades, shrubs, rocks and toys.
6. Macau Tower
From the Tower's observation deck and revolving restaurant, Macau city and Pearl River delta look magnificent. Bungee jump, Skyjump, Skywalk and Tower Climb are on offer. One can go up the elevator (338 metres) and look down through the glass, or watch someone prepare for bungee jumping.
7. Taipa Village
Chinese shop-houses, Portuguese-style offices, small temples and a former firecracker factory occupy the narrow streets and alleys of this busy and colourful village. Overhanging flower baskets and old-fashioned street lamps make it an ideal place to stroll around, and the numerous restaurants along the Rua da Cunha (Food Street) are popular destinations for Portuguese, Macanese, Chinese and Italian cuisines. Koi Kei Bakery has the best almond cookies.
8. Coloane Island
This is Macau's countryside with green hills and valleys, traditional villages and beach-lined bays. Sports facilities include tennis courts, swimming pools, windsurfing, golf and go-carting. Its two focal points are the chapel of St. Francis Xavier and the Taoist temple dedicated to Tam Kung.
9. Guia Fortress and Lighthouse
As the highest point on the Macau Peninsula, the 17th century Guia Fortress provides panoramic views of the city, China and nearby islands. At the top, the 15-metre western style lighthouse (the oldest on the China coast) is still a beacon for ships. The stunning Chapel of Our Lady of Guia retains Asia's most valuable mural paintings.
10. Local cuisine
When the Portuguese arrived in Asia, they brought foodstuff and cooking ideas from their settlements in Africa, South America and India, as well as from their home country. These were combined and adapted by the local Chinese to create a truly international cuisine. Must try: African chicken, goat cheese with bread and honey, clams cooked in wine, charcoal grilled fish, cod fish balls etc. For dessert, nothing can match egg tarts and Serradura.
Getting there: Direct flights to Hong Kong from major Indian cities
Visa: Not required for Indian citizens.
From Hong Kong to Macau: Ferry is a good option. Through check-in, baggage collection at final destination. No formalities at Hong Kong airport. Direct access to the ferry terminal within the Hong Kong airport.
Keywords: Things to do in Macau, Macau cuisine, Macau tourist spots


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Pontiac Sunfire takes nosedive off Pikes Peak [video]
There is the constant risk of losing control and driving off the side of a mountain
This is why Pikes Peak International Hill Climb is such a harrowing event; there is the constant risk of losing control and driving off the side of a mountain.
Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened to Bobby Regester with his Pontiac Sunfire. Ironically, thanks to a big boulder, Regester stopped from pitching down the mountain further and over the edge of another crest.
He walked away from the incident (see video below).
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Thank goodness he and his car spun down the hill. If it went rolling sideways down I'm not sure if that boulder would stop it and he probably would not have walked away. That must scary for him right at the moment he went off track.
Jun 29, 2011 3:48 am
I'm glad that World Car Fans has such a user friendly site that I am able to watch this clip on here because Gawker has disabled the ca. workaround meaning I'll never go back to that site again. Thanks WCF.
Jun 28, 2011 10:00 pm
The way crash happen like in the Italian Job '69 but he is very lucky to survive in that crash.
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a word that can replace any adjective; good or bad. usually good, depending in the speakers tone of voice.
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A round belly...abrrievation of degree. As a fat belly represents a 180degree angle. Can be used to insult anyone thats overweight!
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An alteration of the word dog, used to describe someone as cool or hip. Used similarly to dude and bro. Can be placed after someone's name, eg Johndeg.
Yo deg, what you doing tonight?
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1. short for degree. or hot. meaning someone is sexy
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Abbreviation of the Visual Kei/Jrock band, Dir en grey.
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French: Short for the word "dégueulasse" which means; disgusting, repugnant, vulgar, gross. Deg is used as a shorter way of saying dégueulasse and is very popular, especially amongst young people. Should be used when something in utterly detestable.
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Deg is welsh slang and is used to describe the feeling of or something being amazing/ten out of ten. Deg in the welsh language is ten. The term started being used April 2011 in the South Wales region of Torfaen. Eg. I'm feeling so Deg today sunbathing. Omg that guy is sooo Deg. You look proper Deg in that dress. It is the equivalent of the Essex based term Reem. Feeling Deg, Looking Deg, and being Deg.
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On the computer screen that shows the info about Walter's birth mother, a line in the top section shows her date of birth as June 6, 1961. In the next section, it shows her birth date again, but this time it is listed as June 13, 1961.
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International Episode Titles:
Czech Republic: Svědek bez minulosti (Witness without a Past)
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Images: Wisconsin Army Guard engineer unit returns from Afghanistan [Image 2 of 4]
Photo by Vaughn Larson
Families and friends gathered at Volk Field, Wis., Thursday (July 11) to welcome more than 130 members of the Wisconsin Army National Guard's 229th Engineer Company of Prairie du Chien and Platteville, Wis., and the 106th Quarry Detachment from Tomah, Wis., following a nine-month deployment to Afghanistan. The 229th helped build roads and forward operating bases during their deployment. Wisconsin National Guard photo by Vaughn R. Larson
This work, Wisconsin Army Guard engineer unit returns from Afghanistan [Image 2 of 4], by Vaughn Larson, identified by DVIDS, is free of known copyright restrictions under U.S. copyright law.
Date Taken:07.11.2013
Date Posted:07.15.2013 12:33
Photo ID:971853
Size:2.02 MB
Location:VOLK FIELD, WI, US
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Wisconsin Guard unit returns after engineering successful Afghanistan deployment


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