Part one is here, part two is here. Click any photo for larger.
One of the few gripes I have about Miller Park is the extreme volume of the loudspeakers. We had nose bleed seats and we were up by the speakers. Damn they were loud. My kid could hardly handle it.
But every seat is good at Miller Park from a visual perspective as you can see in this shot.
And every seat was filled as you can see from this photo down the right field line.
It was truly a junk food festival and I bought my kid some Cracker Jacks. The prize was super lame and there were almost zero peanuts inside. I am giving the Cracker Jacks a big thumbs down.
In between one of the innings they dragged out someone in a chicken costume and tried to get everybody to do the chicken dance. It was a failure and I even heard some people booing them out of there. Must have been bitter wedding reception attendees from the night before.
Everyone was there for one and only one set of costumes and those are the sausages. The world famous sausage race will be featured in the final part of this series, part 4.