Marlins Park is not a particularly moody beauty.

You can catch her at the annual home opener, when there’s an announced crowd of 34,439 and plenty of buzz, or on just about any other night of the season, when it’s entirely possible an entire row will present itself for your exclusive use. Since the Yankees and Red Sox aren’t coming here for interleague games this season, that’s pretty much it, one extreme or the other.

Tuesday’s announced crowd of 14,222, as a matter of fact, is the smallest since Marlins Park opened last year. There’s a good way to look at this for whoever’s willing. Why not see this as an opportunity for a taste of the VIP treatment, sort of like Elvis renting out a movie theater for himself?

When Miami’s Wade LeBlanc threw the first pitch of Tuesday night’s game, for instance, Section 311, upper deck just to the right of home plate, was still waiting on its first customer. Nobody’s going to tell you to keep your feet off the seat in front of you in a case like that. Nobody’s going to tell you to watch your language, or growl about a little spilled beer. It’s like watching from the recliner at home, but only after the wife has gone to bed.

Of course, baseball at its intimate best, with the stripped-down Marlins puttering along at 1-7, simply does not appeal to everyone. There’s always something to do at the ballpark, though. If the kids are along, consider this variation on “Where’s Waldo,” that kooky search for a favorite character in the crowd.

We call it “Find Jeffrey Loria,” and in 2013 it’s apparently not going to be as easy as usual.

On Monday, he must have been in a suite because there were no reported mass sightings elsewhere. On Tuesday, perhaps feeling a bit friskier, Loria came walking unnoticed through the seats in the second inning of a 3-2 loss to the Atlanta Braves. He settled inconspicuously in the seventh row near the Miami dugout, not at his customary second-row location, and pulled a baseball cap onto his head.

Incognito? Not exactly. Eager to announce his presence to a frustrated fan base? Well, no, that’s not exactly it either.