There is a saying “You know you’ve been in Arizona too long when 70 degrees feels cold”. Last night at 6:35 P.M. game start time the temperature was 67 degrees with a very stiff wind blowing in from Right Center Field. With the flag whipping around and pointing straight at me, for some reason I thought it would feel more like “real baseball” if I opened the window in front of me in the press box. That didn’t last long. I shut it about 10 minutes later. It felt like it was about to start snowing !
That strong wind would have an impact on the game as well, as fly balls were knocked down, none even reaching the warning track, and several popups became adventures.