5-29-17, Monday
Amazing what some good sleep will do for your attitude. Not to mention, MeTV just started showing Remington Steele again in the mornings,
one of my favorite shows. Just to
continue the roll, I was encouraged enough that I finally left the apartment
for an excellent lunch at Schlotzsky’s.
This trip was tinged with melancholy as this was the road I took to go
to the university, and I could see the Pan-Am Center
out the restaurant window. I was
reminded that there weren’t going to be any more games to see for a couple of
months, perhaps longer, if my job resolves badly.
Sportswise, I made a half-hearted attempt at watching French
Open tennis, but I only lasted two points.
I didn’t know the players, and they were playing listlessly in some bad
heat. (And the girls weren’t
attractive.) I flipped on KROD ESPN
Radio early, hoping that they’d pick up an afternoon MLB game. I heard a talk host actually begging people
to watch the NBA finals. Later, they
were praising one of the players for being selfish and not caring about the
fans’ opinions. I was laughing so hard
at this unintentional comedy, I could barely see to type. Unfortunately, no game came on. My afternoon was boring to say the
least.
While waiting for the evening Rangers game, I listened to Foxsports
Radio briefly. The idiots there debated on
how unpopular all other sports, such as the Indy 500 and hockey, are compared
to the NFL and NBA. Sports radio jockeys
view all sports through the lens of TV ratings and The Agenda, and those are all
the criteria that matter in judging sports.
Racing and hockey don’t register in either category and just serve as
punching bags to puff up their approved sports.
Baseball just barely meets the threshold, and since ESPN and Fox both
broadcast games. They criticize the
sport incessantly, but can’t completely bury it. The Agenda, you ask? It’s the subtle and not subtle societal
checkboxes that the news, sports, entertainment, and most of Internet
industrial complex promote constantly.
You can figure out those items for yourself.
The 100-th Stanley Cup finals Game 1 was between the Nashville Predators and the Pittsburgh Penguins. This was the Predators first appearance in
the finals, and I’d chosen them to root for.
I don’t see enough hockey to really have any favorites, though I do have
a distaste for the Penguins. Their
captain, Sydney Crosby, did
something during the Olympics for Team Canada a while back that pissed me
off, and I’ve never liked him since. I
can’t even remember what.
PK Suban of the
Predators was heavily promoted in the opening promotional shots. He did score the first goal of
the game, which was unfortunately waved off, after a 20-minute review, for
offsides. Already, I found myself
disenchanted by the game. Late in the
first period, two Predators were put in the penalty box, giving the Pens a 5 on
3 for two minutes, which scored the game’s first goal. The Penguins would then go on and score two
more in the period for a 3-0 lead. The
refs had done all they could for them.
My threshold for watching hockey generally ends when one
team goes up by three. I flipped over to
watch the hot little party girls on Chic
Music on a Juarez station, but continued
to flip back just to check in. Nashville scored one in
the second period, but I still wasn’t interested. Late in the third, the Predators made it
3-2. With five minutes left, the score
was tied, and I started watching again.
Unfortunately, there was a breakaway in the Nashville
zone that led to a Pittsburgh
goal two minutes later. Then there was
an empty-netter with a minute left that sealed the game. 5-3 and the Penguins go up one in the series.
Meanwhile in Arlington ,
the Rangers played the Tampa Bay Rays. Today was the return of the captain, Adrian Beltre. He got a big hand from the crowd for his
first at bat of the season. Beltre got a
hit as part of a three-run first inning.
His infield buddy, Elvis Andrus,
had an eventful third. He got caught
stealing from first, but got back on a bad throw. He stole third on a bad jump. His luck ran out, as Elvis tried to take home
on a fielder’s choice. The fielder even
had a moment of indecision before finally throwing him out as Elvis tried to
get back to third.
Joey Gallo hit a golf
shot home run to lead off the second.
Gallo was now playing in the outfield and would later make a great out
there after hitting a double in the fourth.
Late in the game, after I had missed a few innings, Matt Hicks was saying he’d never had a longer discussion about a
foul ball during a break. Intrigued, I
kept listening for an explanation, but all I got was something about a Gallo
foul ball clearing the stadium. That
couldn’t be right. I looked it up the
next day (Joey Gallo foul ball), and indeed, he had fouled one over the
three-deck stadium to right field, almost hitting the lights. The crowd gasped and applauded it. Unbelievable.
Matt had some
interesting comments about strikeouts.
The Rangers, in spite of Gallo, don’t actually lead the league in
“K’s.” The Rays and Tigers are on top of
that list, and it’s not even close. Eric Nadel expressed concern about
Matt’s comment that the Rays also have the slowest working staff in
baseball. I thought this game was moving
slowly. Not to mention, later this week,
they’ll be playing against Yu Darvish,
one of the slowest working pitchers in baseball. I noticed that Gordon Beckham was playing second for the Rays. I thought about that for a minute and went
back and checked. Yes, last month he was playing in Triple-A against the Diablos
at a game I was at.
I tuned back into the Rangers’ game on another station in
the seventh. I was just in time to hear
the Rays tie the score at 7 via a Colby
Rasmus hit. Wait, The Lizzie Bennett Diaries is on. All sports entertainment must cease for a
half hour. Okay, I’m back. In the eighth, the Rangers were now down 10-7. In the bottom, Shin-Soo Choo hit a mammoth home run into the top row of home run
porch, 10-8. In the ninth, the Rangers
struck out to end game. 10-8 Rays was
the final.
At the same time the local signal faded on the Rangers, I
picked up the start of the Chihuahuas ’ game on another station. It was 97 degrees at the start of the game in
the late evening in Las Vegas . Tim
Hagerty mentioned a misting system over the stands I think, which I’m sure
they needed. The 51’s came out hot and scored four runs before the first out. Jose
Pirela would get the scoring started for the pups with a two-run
homer. He’s really becoming a standout
on the team.
I later rejoined the Chihuahuas
up 5-4. A bottom of the seventh error
tied game. Suddenly, it’s ESPN Radio for
10 minutes. Who are the clowns running
KROD? This is the second time they’ve
done this, this weekend. Not to mention,
they keep running commercial breaks in the middle of MLB games. That one isn’t an accident. It’s a management decision. They don’t this amateur-hour stuff during NFL
broadcasts. Oh great, and now its 7-5,
51’s in the top of the eighth. After a
three-run homer in the bottom, the game was basically over. 10-5, 51’s beat the Chihuahuas .
All the teams I was rooting for today, lost. That’s the way it goes. A bit of a bummer way to end my favorite
holiday weekend. That was three races
and seven ball games in three days. Once
again, I’m exhausted by the end of it. Not
quite as beat up as last year’s trip to Denver
to see the Rockies and Giants though,
but still worried about my job, just like last year. No wonder I take my sports seriously. I’m trying to forget about my work life. Hopefully, I’ll still be able to do this
again next year.
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