A Baseball Play...in the International District
....just a stone's throw from Safeco...
Features an actress I had in one of my shows...nice enough person, if you like tall, attractive willowy ex-model types....
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LIGHTNING IN A BOTTLE is a play that follows a diverse group of Seattle Mariners fans (and non-fans) as they experience the highs and lows of the record-breaking, and ultimately heart-breaking, 2001 season that was tragically interrupted by 9/11.
In 2001 Seattle baseball fans entered the season expecting a down year, but as the Mariners roared out to a huge lead it was soon apparent that they were in for a special season. With the All-Star Game being played at Safeco field, Seattle was truly the center of the baseball universe. Visions of a world series danced in fans' heads until the season was tragically interrupted by 9/11. Despite setting the major league record for most wins in a season, things weren't quite the same. There was no cheering in the streets, only muted celebrations and even die hard Mariners fans secretly rooted for the Yankees.
LIGHTNING IN A BOTTLE, set in a small Seattle neighborhood cafe, follows a group of employees and customers as they experience the highs and lows of the baseball season, the major transitions in their own lives, love, tragedy and 9/11.
Most of all it's a story of how bonds are forged through good times and bad, through events both seemingly trivial and life-changing.
Scheduled to appear as celebrity guests playing the part of Radio Host are KJR Sports Radio personalities Dave "Softy" Mahler, Dave Grozby, Mike Gastineau, and KOMO personalities Mark Aucutt and Matt Pittman.
LIGHTNING IN A BOTTLE is the debut play by West of Brooklyn's Martin Pierce and will open August 2 at Theatre Off Jackson at 409 7th Avenue South in Seattle. To buy tickets, go to our website: www.westofbklyn.com or call 206.706.3716
DATES:
Thursday, August 2 @ 7:30
Friday, August 3@ 7:30
Saturday, August 4 @ 7:30
Thursday, August 9 @ 7:30
Friday, August 10@ 7:30
Saturday, August 11 @ 7:30
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Hey, why not?
Oh, man!
Ooh
That doesn't smell good to me. Good luck with the play man.
What? Why not?
Yeah, could be a lot worse
from the bleachers
Fan B: Do you think so? Seems rather pedestrian to me.
Fan A: You mayhappen to be correct, but as I recall there is a vigorous sporting event occurring within our view.
Fan B: Quite. I did happen to forget about such circumstances. Who is this fellow with the club?
Fan A: I do not quite know, but the enormous viewerscreen perchances to inform that his name is Raul Ibanez.
Fan B: What a funny name. Is he capable to wield thy club?
Fan A: I should hope so, for it would ignite a fire within the sporting club that calls this fair city home.
Fan B: He sure does seem small though
Fan A: Too true my good friend, but, if I may be allowed to speculate...
Fan B: Please
Fan A: His small stature is most likely a reaction to our far distance from his standing place. That is, he appears quite small to us, but is in fact, close up, a fearsome warrior of sport.
Fan B: Interesting hypothesis Wadsworth, I shall take that under consideration.
Fan A: Oh look. That ruffian on the bulge over there is preparing to hurl a spherical object towards our protagonist.
Fan B: I dare say, that looks rather gruesome.
Fan A: Not at all dear sir, it is all in good sport.
Fan B: If so say so Wadsworth, personally, I eagerly await the coming of a person from said squad crossing that odd polygon near where our fearless leader stands.
Fan A: Well fellow, you must wait with baited breath for surely our hero here will bring home this one we call Ichiro, who hails from foreign lands.
Fan B: Do you believe so? I find it a hopeful delusion.
Fan A: That is, my friend, entirely the point of all this, to engage in such fantasy.
//Raul pops out
Fan B: Well.
Fan A: Fuckin' A. What a worthless piece of shit.
Fan B: Really now.
Fan A: AD-AM JO-NES //clapclap
Fan A: //clapclapclap
Fan B: Humphf. Well I never.
Now....
Been trying to bust in at Seattle Shakespeare.

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