Hey, kids and kidlets. I don’t have a lot of time to write just at the moment — I just got back from tonight’s Red Sox game and a late dinner — but I do have a couple of thoughts about said game, for those who are interested.
(And if you’re not… hey, come back tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll have something completely different on my mind by then. I’ll even take requests, if you’ve got ’em. I’m not proud, you know.)
Anyway, it was quite a game, and for those of you looking to me for your up-to-the-minute sports news, I won’t keep you in suspense — the Sox won, 4-1. And you really should invest in a TV or a radio or something; hell, at least check out ESPN.com. That’s where I get my sports fix during those hundred and sixty or so games a year that I can’t afford to watch in person. Seriously, give it a shot.
To avoid losing those of you who aren’t baseball nuts like me, though, I won’t go into lots of intricate, complicated details about the game. No highlights, no stat lines, no pitch count analysis. All I’ll tell you about the game itself is this:
I’ve heard it said — and firmly believe — that one of the (many) joys of baseball is that if you attend a game and you pay close enough attention, you’ll see something you’ve never seen before. Tonight, it was a ladder on the warning track during the game, in between innings.
See, Fenway Park is one of two baseball stadia left (Wrigley Field in Chicago being the other) with manually-operated, non-digital scoreboards. Usually, the scorekeepers slip the numbers for inning and game totals and out of town scores onto the board from the back, inside the ‘Green Monster’ wall in left field. Tonight, apparently, there was some issue with the score slots furthest to the right of the board, where the National League game scores are shown. So, in between each inning, a guy would step out of a door at the base of the Green Monster, drag a stepladder along the wall, and plop cards with oversized numbers into the appropriate slots on the board. Pretty funky, eh?
(Hey, look, I said you’d see something you’ve never seen before. I never said it had to have anything to do with the game, or that it would always be something riveting, all right? I can only play the cards I’m dealt over here. Deal.)
Okay, I’ve got to get to bed soon, so I’ll just run out these other thoughts from our trip to the ballpark, and you can make of them what you will:
Okay, I think that’s probably enough for now. I hope you folks are having a great weekend. I’ll see you on Sunday. Peace.Permalink | No Comments