May 30, 2009
I’m pretty excited. I went online and had my first Stubhub experience.
My oldest daughter is looking at colleges and one of the places she’s interested in is the University of San Francisco. So I figured we’d go up there, check out the college and see a ball game too.
So here’s the deal. I have this card thingy that MLB issues you if you’ve played over 9 years in the Big Leagues. This is what it looks like…
Now don’t get me wrong, this card is awesome. Basically it allows me to get into any stadium for any game any time with a guest. I’ve used from Yankee Stadium to Anaheim and it works. Cool. It’s all good right?
Well, kinda of. I hate to complain, and beggars can’t be choosers. But the problem is the seats they give you are in the “family” section of the guest team. In other words, I’m smack in the middle of a bunch of the visiting team’s wives and girlfriends.
Not fun. Lots of talky. No watchy game. Some of them are really good looking too…I find myself locked in staring at them instead of the game. And did I mention that baseball players like to procreate? Well they do. So there’s a lot of little rugrats spinning around jacked up on juice boxes. You get the picture. It’s a challenging place from which to watch a game.
Which brings me back to Stubhub. Since San Francisco stadium (is it still Pac Bell?) is one of the four places I really want to see a game (along with Wrigley, Fenway, and the old Yankee stadium), I figured I’d splurge and do it right. In other words, actually pay.
So to sum it up, I’m in the second row right behind the visitor’s on-deck circle and my wallet is a little lighter. Solid. Now if I can just make sure that Lincecum starts that night.
May 28, 2009
A big congratulations to the Orange Coast College Pirates, who won their first State Title since my dad’s team did it in 1980. They overcame tragedy and tribulation over the course of this season and richly deserve to be the champions. Good on ya mates.
That was then…..
And this is now……
May 26, 2009
Just when I’d thought I’d seen everything in baseball, BAM! Two new things in two days.
First thing. At my son’s baseball game a couple days ago eight kids from the opposing team threw up during the game. Eight! That’s got to be some kind of baseball record, right? The chain reaction allegedly started when a old guy wandered by the duggout with a cigar. I guess the smoke triggered the first kid to roll out of the duggout and chunk, then six more followed, one after another.
They almost had to forfeit, I mean barfeit the game. The eighth and final kid singled and was standing on first when he projectile vomited. Amazing. The stench was overwhelming. One of the craziest and, I know I sound like a jerk but, one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen on a ball field until….
The Second thing happened. I was watching a Big East baseball game yesterday and during the course of a 5 hour rain delay UCONN and USF had a dance off. Yes, you read that right, a dance off. And not just any dance off, these guys were getting it. This is my new Funniest Thing I’ve ever seen on a baseball field, stealing the crown from Ken Harvey and the barfing kids. Check it out here. DON’T miss this video! Trust me.
Man I love this game. It never ceases to amaze me. Here’s a photo of the USF dancing baseball troupe. You go boys.
May 23, 2009
I’m pretty sure most of you know of my yoga habit. It all started about 20 years ago in response to being the 13th guy picked in the world MLB baseball draft. The whole thing kind of caught me by surprise. I knew I would get an opportunity to play pro ball, but I’d done such a good job of keeping the blinders on and just competing that I hadn’t paid any attention to the draft hype.
Then I got the call. Pick number 13, KC Royals. Don’t get me wrong, I was pleased and instantly wealthier than I’d thought possible. I did however feel the instant pressure of real or imagined expectations. So, I did what anyone would do before the day of the computer…I picked up the phone book and rifled through it looking for help.
True story, the first thing I came to was “The Yoga Center”. I can remember pointing at it and saying to myself “that young man is what you need”. The rest is history. I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to tell how big an impact it had on my career (not to mention life). I know it kept me injury free, sharpened my focus, and kept me relatively sane.
To this day my knees feel great…and that’s after well over 1000 games caught and a billion hours in the bullpen.
Anyway, the reason I’m going on about all of this (aside from maybe inspiring some young – or old – athletes) is because while I was watching that incredible Cavs/Magic game last night, I saw that Lebron does yoga. Check it out Lebron yoga man.
Here is a great article on King James’ yoga practice. Click lebron’s_extra_edge.
Give it a go….guaranteed to enhance your life.
Wait a second!!!! Kareem Too??!!! Where have I been?
May 22, 2009
Does anyone else in the house see a similarity between Manny Ramirez and Carmelo Anthony? I’m not implying anything chemical…I’m just talking about the facial expressions combined with the “happy-go-lucky” attitude combined with the aloofness combined with the super talent. Anyone else feeling it?