Grainger Stadium — Attraction in Kinston

The game was Great. A solid performance by the Bird Dawgs. However there has been one thing consistent at Granger Stadium that is seriously disappointing. More than half of the items that are shown on the menu have not, and are not available. And when you ask someone at the concession stand about an item, they will send you to the other one. And the other way around. I don't know who can fix this, but someone isn't doing their job. And lastly, Tonka is so fun to watch. But when you spend roughly 1 to 2 innings trying to get some food, and you go back to sit in your Box Seat(s), and Tonka is out with his owner to see the audience, and the dog eats your son's food right in front of you. And you try to stop the dog, and he doesn't care, and eats the food anyway. And his owner could care less, how can this be ok? Not even an apology, or anything from his owner....

The stadium was nice but had many serious safety hazards. The seats were being replaced and the contractor left the sections leaned against the second row looking like a fan needed to pull the section down to be seated. I witness two times a fan pulling the seats and the heavy sections falling down. I really couldn't enjoy the game worrying about someone getting seriously hurt or killed I made several attempts to call parks and recreation and fire marshall office with no luck. I called the police department and two officers showed up and temporarily fixed the problem by laying all the unsecured section down. Don't understand how the management allowed the public to use the stadium with the serious safety hazards. Left several messages and no one has...

If Grainger Station - BirdDawg Ball Park were any more American, it’d be wearing a cape made of apple pie and riding a bald eagle while whistling “Take Me Out to the Ball Game.” Stepping onto this field feels like walking into a Norman Rockwell painting—if Norman was a die-hard sports fanatic who loved the smell of fresh-cut grass and stadium nachos.

This place doesn’t just host ballgames. Oh no. It hosts epiphanies. Kids hit their first homers here with the kind of enthusiasm that could power a small city. Parents cheer with a passion normally reserved for lottery wins or spotting Bigfoot on the family trail cam. And the concessions? Let's just say I’d trade my cousin Earl’s prized riding mower for one more...