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The Iconic Chatham Squire

The motto of the Chatham Squire, “Where friends get together,” says it all.

Author’s Note: There is no better ending to a summer weekend on Cape Cod than catching a Sunday evening Cape league baseball game at Veteran’s Field in Chatham. Recognized by fans and team volunteers as one of three top fields in the league (the other venues being Cotuit’s Lowell Park and Orleans Eldredge Park), there is always a good vibe under those bright lights. In the distance, behind the Chatham Fire Department, the setting sun signals the rush of the day has long passed, and a bounty of colors swirl in the sky amid a gentle salty, twilight breeze. Unique to Sundays, most day trippers and week-long vacationers have vacated the peninsula as they raced to get over the bridges hours earlier. And as fans settle into their seats after the singing of the national anthem, the “crack” of a first pitch fastball hitting the catcher’s mitt can be heard all the way down the first base line. Play ball!

While this scene was replayed on a recent Sunday evening, it was not until the end of the 7th inning when the real excitement began. Oddly, the excitement did not occur on the playing field. Chatham, like all Cape league teams, does a 50/50 and ‘handful-of-prizes’ raffle at the end of the 7th inning to raise money and keep fair-weather fans in their seats for the tense moments of those last innings. The raffle prizes range from harbor cruise tickets, specialty dessert vouchers, restaurant gift cards, and of course, half the cash collected. A few innings before the drawing, “bogey brother” Dan had to leave the game early and tossed his raffle tickets to us on the off-chance one would be a winner. Not only was one of his tickets called, but the prize was friend-favorite, a $50 gift card to the Chatham Squire (and two tickets on a Hyannis Harbor cruise). There could not be a more appropriate raffle prize, given all of our years of patronage. (Yeah, let’s go with patronage.) The best part of the ordeal was the delivery of the prize; kicked-off with a cryptic text message as soon as the envelope was received, followed by a stop at his house for delivery during a family nightcap on the porch. The astonished look of, “you’re joking,” was as glorious as expected. Later it dawned on me that the Chatham Squire donates this same gift card every home game (22 games per season) for as long as I can remember, which adds up to an $1,100 annual donation just to one organization. It’s also a good example of why a 51-year old restaurant is embedded in the fabric of Chatham’s community.

Indeed, a great 50-year run for Richard and George.

Much has been written about The Chatham Squire, as 2018 marked the legendary establishment’s 50th Anniversary. It also marked the last year of original ownership, as Richard Costello and George Payne, who started the restaurant and tavern in 1968, sold the business to Todd Hearle, a Connecticut businessman who grew up in Chatham. Fortunately, the intent is to change little, if anything, with the general manager and executive staff and many floor staff staying on. While it has only been two months since the change in ownership, I haven’t noticed any changes.

These license plates on the east wall of the tavern also says it all!

Now that the news covering the Squire has subsided, it’s as good a time as any for another long-time fan to chime in. Anyone who claims to know “about Cape Cod” surely has spent some time at this iconic Main Street destination. Whether elbowing your way to the tavern bar, listening to live music/trivia/karaoke from the table tops “upstairs,” enjoying a ‘quiet’ dinner in the dining room or getting rowdy in the back bar on a busy summer Saturday, The Squire has it all.

The collection of nearly 500 license plates from around the country along the tavern walls speaks to the come-as-you-are vibe. That diversity of experience is what makes the restaurant unique – plus the chowder is great, steamers do not disappoint, and I always seem to run into someone I know there. Admittedly, in the height of the summer season, it can be total chaos and you may want to avoid the lines and elbows. But during the day time, weekdays and especially shoulder seasons, its the local pub to have a good meal or drink at a good price.

A hearty bowl of clam chowder and a cold draft beer are required starters, if you like that kind of thing.

In addition to the Chatham A’s, the Chatham Squire also supports many community events. The Squire’s logo can be found as a sponsor for First Night Chatham, both spring and fall Harbor Run/Walks (as after party host), on a float in the 4th of July Parade, and through many Chatham Chamber of Commerce events.

Like many others, the Shaw and Healy crews are long time patrons of the Squire – especially in the winter months!

Having spent much of every summer in Chatham since 1983, I’ve put in a good chunk of time at the 487 Main Street property. As a kid, I recall a stern “mind your manners” moment while dining with my parents and grandparents in the main dining room. I remember staring at the ‘swinging door’ that endless hostesses, wait staff and patrons passed through, wondering what was back there.

As it turns out, “food” was behind the swinging door. The swinging door connected the dining room to the kitchen and to the tavern.

As a teenager, I recall catching a bite with my parents and brother in that once buzzing dining room, now nearly deserted, during a winter weekend. Snow was in the forecast, but had not started by the time we were seated. An hour or so later – and oblivious to the wet doormats and howling wind, we walked out into a full blown blizzard! The scene was magical. There were only parked cars on the road, and a handful of brave souls trying to get inside or to their car. the street lights and flood lights of each building illuminated the blanket of freshly fallen snow. As we slowly made our way to the car, wind gusts were swirling snowflakes in every direction on that chilly night.

As an adult, well, there were many nights started, continued, or finished at the Squire. A certain Squire loyalist (not me) also spent an evening of his bachelor party weekend at the Squire and may have been one of the most entertaining nights of my life.

An old photo of The Chatham Squire from the late 1970s. Photo credit: The Chatham Squire.

Perhaps the most memorable experience at the Squire was the pending joy of standing in a 30-person deep line waiting to get into the tavern. It was the Saturday of Labor Day weekend…in 2002…I had just turned 21 years old. Admittedly – and this may come as no surprise – this was not the first time I’ve been in the Squire tavern. Cheers!

What is your most memorable experience at The Chatham Squire?

Stop at the Chatham Filing Station

Stop at the Chatham Filing Station

My wonderful wife, Ellen, is usually in charge of decision-making. She has an excellent track record when it comes to choosing contractors, buying gifts people actually like/use, booking great vacation lodging, and many other decisions that require some homework. She also has a run of success with lesser decisions, such as choosing new (to us) restaurants.

Last week, she knocked another one out of the park (a subtle shout out to the Chatham A’s that wowed us with 3 Home Runs later that evening at our first home game of the season). The “home run” restaurant choice was the still-relatively new (they opened Memorial Day Weekend 2017) Chatham Filling Station “An American Roadside Diner” on Old Harbor Road.

Since it was June, we were able to stroll in around 9:30am and were seated immediately. While we were guided to a table by the windows, we could not help but get distracted in child-like wonder by all the cool vintage items, framed pictures and unique theme of a true filling station (both literally food and fuel) on a road trip to a destination unknown.

This only one part of Helen Kelsey’s wall mural. Check out the rest at the restaurant!

My coffee cup was filled within 30 seconds, a balanced medium brew, and I immediately locked eyes on an incredible mural on the back wall. The wall painting, by Helen Kelsey, is an explosion of color with layers of meaning, telling the story of the fondest memories of cross-country travels by owners, Rik and Caren Morse. The painting captures some of those moments as well as illustrates the past history and present culture of Chatham.

Sharks in the Park outside Eldridge Library.

I actually told the waitress that I could not stop starring at the mural (as I was facing it and somewhat couldn’t help it) and felt compelled to take multiple pictures while trying not to disturb other (somewhat oblivious) customers. (I have the same reaction each time I see “Sharks in the Park.”) And that’s fine, art often does not connect to the masses. Even the waitress admitted she discoveries little new details when glancing at the wall every now and then.

The menu is balanced, not too small, and not overwhelming either. Some of the dishes are classic comfort food; grits, biscuits and gravy, and huevos rancheros. While the grit bowl selection was impressive, the shrimp and grits option was only available on the lunch menu, so we’re hoping that can be added to the breakfast menu. I love seafood for breakfast (my wife never tires when I re-tell the story of the most amazing salt fish scrambled eggs at a restaurant in Jamaica) and selected the Fish Cake Eggs Benedict. Ellen went with the Carolina Cheesy Grit Bowl.

Both dishes came out steaming with a slice of fresh watermelon on the edge of the plate for a delightful presentation. The fish cakes were large, packed with flavor and covered in “Come Back Sauce,” a slightly sweeter twist on the classic Hollandaise sauce. It worked. The side of potatoes was a good portion, perfect for a mutual “taste test exchange.” We cleaned our plates and took a quick look at the lunch menu, a preview of a return trip with the nephews from Colorado next week. I am happy Ellen found this gem despite already seeing the future line out the door on weekends in July!

We ended up doing A LOT that day, and thank you to the Chatham Filing Station for keep us full well into the afternoon. We walked the shoreline of Pleasant Bay off the North Chatham town landing, paddleboarded around Stage Harbor (thank you John McGrath at Chatham Kayak Company for bailing me out with the paddle) and White Pond (both with the dog), split a “Salty Llama” (chicken salad wrap) and Beanstock Summer Splash coffee at Chatham Cookware Cafe, toured sharks in the park outside Eldridge Library, grabbed the last pair of QS amphibian shorts in in my size at Chatham Clothing Bar and watched an 11-1 Chatham A’s win over Hyannis at Veteran’s field while enjoying a fresh lobster roll (ellen) and fried clam strips (me) from Chatham Pier Fish Market, while tossing bags in between innings on those custom crafted

Our cornhole boards make their season debut at Veteran’s Field.

Chatham A’s cornhole boards.

It was a great day in Chatham thanks to Ellen and the Chatham Filing Station!

Pride of the Chatham A’s: Cornhole Boards

Pride of the Chatham A’s: Cornhole Boards

About this time one year ago, my friend Matt (well, in this case, “frienenemy” Matt, more on that later), was building his own custom cornhole boards. Three years earlier, I had done the same thing with my neighbor, now friend Tom, when we both first moved into the neighborhood. Side bar: There is no better way to bond with your new neighbor by building your very own cornhole boards together. The combination of playing with power tools, making supply runs, and celebrating small successes with a cold one was plain old fun. I highly recommend building your own boards if you have the time.

Rustic looking cornhole boards fresh off construction.

Now frenenemy Matt’s architectural plans called for a customized paint job of the logos of his, and his wife Kate’s, college alma maters. Since the boards neighbor Tom and I built took a little longer than we told our better halves to expect, construction was our only goal. A paint job would have to wait – 3 years. While I’ve always wanted to paint the boards, I never gave much thought to settling on a theme, logo and colors. At first, I liked the rustically toned, barren wood look; it kind of fit into our woodsy backyard. It later dawned on me while ‘tossing bags’ in our Chatham front yard, to make the theme of the boards the one and only Chatham A’s of the Cape Cod Baseball League. That was one year ago.

Not only was paintings the boards after the Chatham A’s fitting for where they are used most, but due to the uniqueness of appreciation for the Cape League, these boards may literally be one of a kind. Although, Cape League Cornhole Boards were announced for sale earlier this spring on Twitter, so mass production of individual team themed cornhole boards could be coming. But that’s not the point. I made these boards with my own hands, and hands of my wife (ellen) neighbor friend (tom), and frienenemy (matt) – he’s an Orleans Firebirds fan, ugh — and have many humorous stories to tell of each step in the project.

My summer hero, A’s Mike Daniels, 1989 season.

My appreciation for the Cape Cod Baseball League stems from the 1980s while attending one of their week-long youth baseball clinics. The clinics are half-day camp for the 8-14 year old avid baseball players, whose parents needed a deserved break. I loved every moment of that week. I didn’t mind getting up early or running in the heat because the coaches are all current Chatham A’s players. Big Brothers. Heroes. And remember, 1 in every 6 Cape league players gets called up to the show so getting coached by future major leaguers is pretty cool. My dad even bought a dozen donuts for the coaches the last day of the clinic to show his appreciation for returning a happy (i.e., tired) child.

To this day, one of my favorite memories was the conditioning drill at the end of the day where the group is divided evenly; one group on home plate as the “batter,” the other group on second base, as the “baserunner.” On the whistle, the first batter ran down the line, rounded first and ran into second base mimicking hitting a double; while the baserunner did the opposite; ran to third, then to home plate mimicking scoring from second base. Once the runner touches the base/plate, the next person in their line repeats the play until everyone in line is on the opposite side of the infield. It’s race – and I was the anchor in the second base group. When my turn came, our team was a good 2-3 seconds off the pace, and somehow, I dug deep (likely to impress the future stars of Major League Baseball-MLB) and made up the time just to cross the plate before my opponent reached second! My teammates and coaches screamed and cheered, the latter excited likely due to $20 and a case of beer on the line for the winning team. We won. As an eight-year old kid, getting high fives from my teammates, many older than me, and Cape League player-coaches was the best reward. My loyalty and pride for the Chatham A’s is still strong after all these years.

The Cape Cod teams are run by volunteers – amazing when you think about how polished the product. Since games are free to attend, teams rely heavily on donations from fans, merchandise sales as well as a $100,000 grant from MLB. Hold that thought as we bounce back to my cornhole boards…

The big decision that faced me was which logos to paint on the boards. For a quick trip down memory lane, over half of the ten team league used to be or is named after a major league franchise (though in some cases, the Cape team name predated the MLB team name). Why does this matter? Because MLB trademarked the names first. In 2008, MLB decided to enforce their trademark law, preventing Cape teams from using certain vendors for their merchandise sales (merchandise sales count for about 1/3 of their revenue), essentially forcing Cape Cod teams to choose between maintaining a link with the major leagues and remaining true to their hometown heritage.

Three of the six teams caved to the pressure from MLB, including Chatham (formerly A’s, now Anglers), Hyannis (formerly Mets, now Harbor Hawks), and Orleans (formerly Cardinals, now Firebirds). In Chatham’s case, team officials smartly chose “Anglers”, a name with a strong cultural reference to the town’s maritime history and current industry, plus the name starting with the letter “A” provided clever branding similar to how their old “A’s” logo was used. Three other teams, Bourne Braves, Harwich Mariners, and Yarmouth-Dennis Red Sox kept their hometown heritage but could not use the full team name in any merchandise sales. Their uniforms/t-shirts could only read “Harwich” or “Mariners,” but cannot be used together. All Cape teams have come to terms with MLB with their logos and names, but must pay a royalty fee on all merchandise sold. That’s right folks, MLB squeezing dollars from an all volunteer organizations! I doubt this is a surprise to anyone, but certainly a good example of what is wrong with professional sports and how the Cape league provides a solid alternative.

Limited edition “lost” Chatham A’s logo, circa mid-90s.

At this point, you may be asking what’s with all the history and background? Because I used a lost Chatham A’s logo for one of the boards. So perhaps the boards will subtly point out or lead to a conversation of the ridiculous MLB trademark issue while providing a fun outdoor activity. Now that I think about it, because of the trademark issue, individual Cape Cod team cornhole boards are probably not likely.

The lost Chatham logo chosen was actually a special edition logo that featured a circus-elephant holding a baseball bat, with the original “A’s” logo on a banner resting on its back. I have no idea who came up with the concept, or what it has to do with Chatham, but solving the mystery is on my summer to do list. Someone at Veteran’s Field knows the answer. The practical challenge of painting this logo on one of the two boards was that there was no clear copy of the image on the internet. I only had my cherished cap (signed by unknown players under the brim). I finally stumbled upon a blurry green version of the logo online. But that was it.

Frenemy Matt enlarged the blurry green logo by using a projector to then trace the image onto the primed board. The same process was used for the painting of the second board, the current logo. The time-lapse series of photos shows below how long and who helped make these boards. I thank Ellen, Matt and Tom for their proficiency with power tools, projectors and paintbrushes. I remain beyond happy with the finished product. The cornhole boards are now ready for prime time at Veteran’s Field for the 2018 season – and will make their game day debut on Saturday, June 16.

Following a final coat of sealer, I posted a picture of the final product on Twitter and tagged many associated with the team – Chatham Anglers media, broadcasters Cooper Boardman and Josh Schaefer and beat writer Peter Warren inviting them for a pre-game toss. While I watch most games from our spot along the bank behind center field in camping chairs, I am open to re-locating to the dugout level with the boards to make it part of the fan activities. Maybe start a fun competition in between innings for a chance to win that MLB licensed team apparrel!