You could tell baseball season was imminent.
The seats were packed with fans. There was the ritual nod to the national anthem and patriotism. And Wally the Beer Man scanned the crowd, looking for buyers.
"It's a new season," proclaimed Peter Wold.
The scene was not Target Field, but Hennepin County District Court. The case: The State v. Walter McNeil, aka "Wally the Beer Man."
It was perhaps the most All-American case so far this year, with images of hot dogs, baseball and beer filling the courtroom. You could almost smell the infield being watered.
McNeil, known by anyone who has ever attended a professional sporting event in Minnesota by his "Beer Man" sobriquet, was on trial for selling alcohol to a minor last season, a charge that ended his stint as a vendor at Target Field, where he was known to be more reliable than Matt Capps. Wold, his lawyer, claimed that a decoy and cop entrapped the redoubtable Beer Man.
Normally this would be a minor case over a minor offense. But it took on a playoff feel when the Beer Man hauled out the heavy lumber. He got Wold, the Rod Carew of defense attorneys, to represent him for free. And he got Joe Friedberg, the Harmon Killebrew of Minnesota lawyers, to testify to his character. Friedberg has never met a scoundrel he didn't like, so I'm not so sure about the wisdom of that strategy.
Friedberg and Wally know each other because they both own racehorses. It's a great country.