Continued from Part 1
7-12-21
I was looking forward to the Home Run Derby tonight. They
had a great lineup and were a mile high in Denver at Coors Field. Then I
remembered how this event got moved from Atlanta
to here earlier in the year and I was less enthusiastic. Regardless, I was at work and busy. It didn’t matter whether I really wanted to
watch or not.
MLB did
put batting practice up on Youtube. I
saw Shohei Ohtani blast one to the
fourth deck restaurant level at the stadium.
That got a huge rise out of the crowd.
Hunter Pence, who I’d noticed
was calling games for FS1, was doing
the commentary. He thought Shohei wasn’t
even swinging as hard as he could.
Shohei and Juan
Soto had the best battle in the contest.
However, Pete Alonso, didn’t
just win, he stole the show. He hammered
35 in the opening round and toyed with his opponents after that. It was clear he could hit homers at will at
Coors. What I saw of the event was
reasonably lively and well-paced. I had
to supply my own, “Back, back, back’s,” though.
7-13-21
I was even busier the next night and basically missed the
whole All-Star Game. All I saw was the eighth with the American League up 5-2. The National
League loaded the bases, but Kris
Bryant made the final out on a great catch by (someone I didn’t note at
the time and would be too much trouble to look up now). I caught the end of the game and, of course,
the National League lost. That’s eight
in a row. These guys need to get their
act together before this event stops being competitive.
I also missed the purple carpet ceremony where the players
came in. Fernando Tatis Jr. stole that show with his pink silk suit. I had to watch the video with that entrance. This is the closest thing to a dude fashion
show that you’re going to get.
7-16-21
It’s a free weekend for MLB.TV. Unfortunately, all
the blackouts still applied. I tuned
into the Rangers game first, but there
was no video and no Eric Nadel. (No offense to Matt Hicks, who I like very much.)
I flipped over to the Padres
versus the Nationals. Still no picture. It seemed pretty competitive. The Padres took a three-run lead in the
first, but the Nationals tied it in the bottom.
Okay, then the floodgates opened. Press the fast forward button. Hold it down for a while. Padres win 24-8. Oh, my goodness, this
took a while to the tune of four hours and 15 minutes. When is
this game going to end? (You’d think
some of the Chihuahuas games this
season would have conditioned me to accept these long-ass running times.)
Here come the incredible stats. It was the longest 9-inning Padres game. It had the highest run total for the
team. Jake Croneworth hit for the cycle.
Tommy Pham nearly did the
same, but settled for scoring five runs, which tied another team record. ‘Nando himself scored four runs.
The Rangers game turned out to be 10-0 loss to the Blue Jays, so I chose wisely. The other games didn’t really interest me
much. The Chihuahuas lost to Las Vegas again and I didn’t end up
listening to any of it. I probably would
have bailed on the Padres and found something else, but I was terribly busy at
work with a balky printer. I hadn’t had
printer problems for a long while. I’d
almost forgotten how irritating they are.
I think I nearly blacked out twice from stress.
7-17-21
I’d probably rather forget what happened in baseball today
(see below). However, the racing was a
bit more memorable. The SRX series had their final race tonight
at the Nashville Fairgrounds. Bill
Elliot was joined by his son, Chase,
for the race. They started up front,
which somewhat calls into question the legitimacy of the event, but that’s okay
for tonight. On the short track there,
passing was difficult, so Bill, who had not done well in the previous five
races, managed to stay up front. Chase
did finally pass for the lead and the win.
He was incredibly gracious afterward to the fans, who had completely
filled the large grandstand. That’s the
People’s Champion there.
7-18-21
It was another Sunday with Ron at his father’s house. The MLB.TV
free weekend was still going on. Ron had
said that he was bringing two laptops, so in addition to whatever game was on
TV, we could watch two Internet games at the same time. I thought he was kidding, but that’s pretty
much what we ended up doing.
After an afternoon of watching multiple games at the same
time, I really can’t report on any of the games, because they all blurred
together. Even my typical sports ADHD
couldn’t keep up with the barrage of images.
It was a Sandlot moment, as it
was all just one long game that never seemed to end. There was also a NASCAR race at New Hampshire
going on, which only added to the confusion.
Not to mention bringing up Twitch
and watching a couple of attractive streamers.
I’d never seen a New Hampshire race. I think they always put it on cable. It started raining there just after they put
out the green flag. Three cars all spun
out at the same spot, one after the other.
This lead to a lengthy red flag delay.
When racing resumed, then they ran into encroaching darkness. The track didn’t have lighting. Finally, NASCAR ended the race a few laps
early. The commentators said that the TV
picture was showing way more light than there actually was, so it was dangerous
for them to drive at speed. Congrats to Aric Almirola, who was so happy and
grateful for the win.
The MLB, since
the All-Star Game, has been playing
the stooge for the government/media complex.
Thursday’s single game between the Yankees
and Red Sox was canceled for some
positive cold tests. This didn’t at seem
like an artificially created story at someone’s request at all. Of course, several of the positively-tested
players had gotten the shot. This
happened at the College World Series,
too. It’s almost like a shot for a cold
was never going to work. Duh.
Then on Saturday, the Padres/Nationals
game was disrupted by gunfire outside the stadium there in Washington. The game was stopped and the stadium was
evacuated. This made big national news,
which suddenly disappeared within 24 hours.
In other words, the wrong type of the person did the shooting and now it
had to be covered up. Darn. Maybe next time, it’ll be some –ist person
and the case can be made for taking guns away from law-abiding citizens (but
never criminals).
I’d say the only good thing that came out of the incident
was the Padres’ behavior. Right after
the shots fired, they went to the stands to bring their family members into the
dugout. Fernando Tatis Jr. and Manny
Machado took it even further and brought fans in with them. That’s some leadership there. ‘Nando tweeted later, “We’re not players. We’re not fans. We’re just people.”
The biggest news I can report from my scatological baseball-viewing
on Sunday (and this all-over-the-place little report) was an Aggie sighting. Watching the Indians play, suddenly, former Crimson and White star
centerfielder, Daniel Johnson, came
to bat. I immediately called Ron’s
attention to it. Looking at his stats,
apparently, he’d just been called up. DJ
got a hit that time. Later in the game,
he hit the go-ahead home run, which proved to be the winner. The TV coverage showed a section of 25 to 30 Indians
fans there in Oakland, California,
going crazy. They were his friends and
family, as Oakland was his home town. DJ
also made a great catch early in the game.
He was interviewed after the game even. This was great to see.
Not sports related, but important to the afternoon, was
lunch. Ron had talked me out of Jason’s Deli last weekend, but he
agreed to it this time when I confirmed that they had a muffletta on their
menu. Ron was a big fan of the muffaletta
at McAlisters. The thing was the size of a full-sized
plate. I’ve seen him eat one of these
things in one sitting on multiple occasions.
After ordering, we stood around for ten minutes
waiting. Ron complained that people
behind us had already gotten their orders.
I looked down the line and saw his sandwich from the other end of the
restaurant. OMG! It was huge.
It had literally taken them extra time to fix it. They may have had to call in extra
staff. Probably not a coincidence that
it was the most expense single item on the menu at $15.
When we sat down to eat, the reveal did not
disappoint. It may not have had the
circumference of the McAlister’s version, but may have been an inch
taller. It was cut into quarters,
because whole or half-sized would have been un-holdable for eating. My own sandwich (the California Club) was
decent sized, but looked like an hors d’oeuvre.
It wasn’t even as big as a quarter as his. (Mine was also not served on a fresh
croissant. So I was unhappy.)
As soon as Ron saw his, he did a double take. He was really hungry and it was a cheat day
for his diet, but even he was staggered by meat-ziila. Apprehensively, Ron hoisted a slice only to
be momentarily defeated trying to get it into his mouth. Credit to his prodigious appetite, he
finished half of it. He pushed the rest
aside. “Finally found a meal you
couldn’t finish?” I asked. “No. I could finish it if I wanted to. I just want to save the rest until
later.” Sure. He took it home. If he finished it for dinner, I’m even more
impressed.
Continued in Part 3.
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