Rain drops are falling on our (well covered) heads
|LUCAS OLENIUK/TORONTO STAR|
|Friendly reminder at the ballpark. Hands off!|
There’s a story in today’s paper (Thursday, I believe) about the zaniness at the ballpark, where fans are discouraged from catching foul balls because, you know, they might hurt themselves catching them. Guess it’s better to sit there with your hands at your sides and get drilled in the head by one.
Well, softball’s just as entertaining.
Was at a game today (Canada-US that was suspended due to rain) and the PA announcer might be the best at the games. In high-pitched and rather halting English, he used one break between innings to announce:
“The object of softball is to obtain one of the bases by hit or other means and then continue around to all the bases until home plate where you will score a run for your team.”
And the majority of the crowd applauded.
There was also his female counterpart, who added a little biographical information gleaned from media guides to each at-bat. Like:
“Now batting for Canada, Jane Doe. She says she parents are her greatest influence.”
"Now batting for the United States, Joan Doe. She enjoys reading and long walks in the park.”
Here’s Jose Calderon yesterday morning here on the Spain photo controversy, courtesy of the flash quote system here because I was at a rainy softball park instead of watching Spain-Germany.
"I think we are talking about things that don’t matter. We feel bad, but there is too much talk about it. We are a very multicultural country in Spain. We are for sure going to apologize.”
I figure a formal apology can’t be too long in coming.
And I keep getting asked what the Raptors should do.
I don’t know what they can do. I know they don’t approve, who could? But if Jose and the Spanish federation apologize to those who took offence – which I think is practically everyone – there’s not much else to be said.
It was in bad taste, intentional or not, if they say they’re sorry that’s got to end it.;
And, quite frankly, it’s a non-issue over here. No one I’ve spoken to has seen a single outward show of anger from anyone around the basketball venue, or anywhere else.
It’s certainly hasn’t created a huge buzz in the media. It’s a story, it got written and now there are other stories to work on.
Speaking of rain delays, when it started pouring in the first inning of the Canada-US games, the open air press seating right behind home plate was hardly the most comfortable place to be. But then one of the million or so volunteers started running p and down the aisles passing out these flimsy plastic ponchos to all the members of the media. Nifty colours, too. Some mauve, some a light green, some red.
You haven’t seen anything ‘til you’ve seen a collective of large and extra large writers standing around wearing mauve ponchos about two sizes too small.
A dip in the mail bag:
Q: I have an Olympic question:
When athletes are done their events, do they have to leave the Athletes Village right away or can they stay there until after the closing ceremonies?
As a side note, did you find an all night roof top bar this time?
A: They can stay, and many do. But some like to get out and back home as quickly as possible. Daniel Nestor, for instance, was eliminated here Monday night and was looking for a flight out the next morning. But a lot of them like to hang around and just chill.
And, on a side answer:
Yes, we have found a roof top bar at the main press centre but, alas, it is not open “all of the hours” like the one in Athens. It closes at midnight, with is far, far, far too early.
One thing we haven’t found is a local close to the press centre that’s open until daylight.
A day without the Chickens is a day without sunshine.
So I guess it’s rather fitting that it’s been cloudy and gloomy and full of thunderstorms around here today (it’s about 7 p.m. as write this and I’ve been up about 14 cloudy hours) ‘cause I haven’t seen a little mascot all day.
I miss the red one.
They’ve got bats at the softball park.
Okay, stop snickering.
Real bats. Big freaking bats. And cicadas big as your forearm.
Saw ‘em Wednesday night here when your plucky Canucks were beating Netherlands.
Figure the bats just live in the dark recesses of the standstand. And the cicadas or whatever they are must be food for the humongous scorpion-like monsters that inhabit this country and its train stations.
Remember how they’ve been papering the house here with waves of volunteers wearing orange t-shirts and cheering for everyone? Made for an odd sight at the softball park when Canada played Netherlands, whose fans all wearing orange.
In one section, you’d have rows and rows and rows of rabidly cheering legitimate fans and a section over there were a couple of hundred seat-holders not exactly yelling their lungs out.
Okay, United States-Greece goes in an hour and it could be quite the scene. Got a softball story for the newspaper to knock off before so I better run.