Just another day at the ballpark
Well, didn’t screw that one up too badly, did I?
Nice easy afternoon game, obvious story line and no deadline issues. Yeah, this gig as a part-time affair isn’t that bad at all.
Okay, so, Fenway Park?
Truth be told, a bit underwhelming, actually.
Oh yeah, it’s nice and green and tiny and historic and all that. Yawkey Way’s pretty cool, the neighbourhood’s got some spots that look like they’d be fun to hang out in and having the Dixieland Band playing in the street before the game was neat.
But the dang place was built in 1912, it’s cramped, a bit smelly, very crowded and if they could somehow replicate the highlights like the Green Monster and the quirky right field corner in some new joint with more washrooms, larger concourses and more amenities, that’d be about perfect.
As it is, I’m glad I’ve seen it, it was nice to wander around the area again and maybe if I’m back in Boston some summer day I’ll get to a game and sit in the stands. But I’m not sure I’d schedule anything like that.
Personally, I’ll take Wrigley over this one any old day of the week and will continue to lament the passing of old Tiger Stadium, which remains my gold standard in aged ballyards.
A snippet of Raptors news!
Well, less than a snippet, actually, but if you’re wondering when any “restructuring” of the front office may occur, I’ve been led to believe by people who would know that nothing is close to imminent and we’re looking at August, most likely.
There is still no firm and public plan to what things might look like under some new system; I know Bryan has said he’d like to find someone to slide into a senior management position – perhaps with a title of general manager or somesuch – but that’s a search that takes some time.
And with nothing going on like Summer League (hear the Hallelujeh chorus playing in the background still?) or free agent or any of that messy stuff, why not take some time and relax instead of forcing the issue.
And now that I’ve fulfilled some odd obligation to provide a wee bit of Raptors …
One thing they do at Fenway that’s really good?
That whole “let’s sing Sweet Caroline” in the eighth inning is pretty neat.
I know it can’t be truly replicated now anywhere and try as they might have, Jack and Matt couldn’t get the Raptors crowd into it with nearly the same fervor but it’s one of those cool sporting traditions that pop up out of nowhere and kind of mean something.
No, I didn’t sing. Like cheering, there’s no warbling in the press box.
Anybody watch that game yesteraday?
Kevin Youkilis gets drilled by a pitch in the back – seemed to hit him right about the 2 on his 21 jersey – and, I swear, he went down like HWSNBN.
Kinda made an interloper feel at home.
Hmm, I see by checking over at FIBA that the juniors drilled Egypt by 20 this morning – Kevin Pangos went for 22, Olivier Hanlan of Gatineau had 16 – and now they finish the second round with Serbia tomorrow.
Mighty Rockies routed Some Dastardly Team 16-7 Monday night.
We are rolling over there in the Mississauga North Bantam House League and you need to get on the bandwagon now before it gets full.
Let’s get this one out of the mail ‘cause it has to do with the Raptors and I’m sure some of you care at least a little bit:
Q: Is there any final word on Johnny Davis joining the Raptor's coaching staff?
James M, Halifax
A: No, nothing yet. I imagine it’ll happen – I’ve been hearing his name since Dwane got hired – but why do it now?
Why add assistants in a lockout when no one can do any coaching? I know this sounds a bit cold but why take on salary when the people you’re hiring can’t actually do anything?
Now, they may, in fact, get it done in the next little while but if I’m running the show, I wait until at least August, and maybe September, before I start spending.
Hey, know who was at the park yesterday?
Yeah, looks good, wasn’t smoking a foot-long cigar, which was disappointing, but I bet he’s crafty enough that he could go out and get a guy out today if he had to.
As some of you may know, there was a time when the Red Sox were big favourites in this corner and I’d put Tiant right up there with Yaz, Bill Lee, Freddy Lynn and Fisk as the all-time faves.
Of course, I never saw Ted Williams play. Wish I had but …
So, at the moment – and this could change any time now – Travis Snider is my favourite Jay not named John McDonald.
Four of us wander into the clubhouse about three hours before game time – three of the regulars are leading me to the easy, early story – and here comes Snider.
He sees some familiar faces – mine not among them, of course – and stops to say high and shake hands with all of us. I could have been from Mars or something but I got the same treatment there, and in the dugout when we’re doing an interview, as guys who actually work the beat.
Made a guy feel a bit at home.
You know what’s terribly disconcerting?
Sitting in the media dining room at Fenway having a very good lunch while all the TVs are showing the pre-game show from the gross and disgusting hot dog eating contest at Coney Island that’s apparently as big a July 4 tradition as fireworks.
And of all the stuff they put on TV that allegedly passes for “entertainment” that has to rank right up there with the worst of ‘em. Kinda made a guy feel nauseous.
Some “reality” needs not be broadcast around the world.
Especially when I’m eating, thank you very much.