Tag: My Team(s)

  • Bird Banter

    Glove_birdcutout This post will not address the Mets’ current slump.  There are countless blogs that can and will do so…a lot more interestingly than I might, I might add.  I’ll leave all the suggestions and strategizing and thoughts about who should be batting in the Number Two spot, whether Tommy Glavine is too focused on Win Number 300, whether guys are having too much fun and not focused enough on wins, whether acquiring Moises was a mistake, why the Carloses are not hitting, etc., etc., to all of the guys on the call-in shows, the other blogs, and elsewhere.  I certainly have no expertise in any of these areas.

    Instead I will simply try to remain optimistic and, frankly, just aim to be AWAKE for all of tonight’s game!  (West Coast night games are killers for me!)

    And, as in life, I will try to see the humor in things. 

    Towards that end, recalling those giant flocks of SEA GULLS all over the field at Comerica Park over the weekend keeps cracking me up. 

    It wasn’t like, watching the game on TV, you saw a bird now and then.  It was nearly impossible to get a camera shot of the game WITHOUT a bird in it!  And then when we got a wide shot that showed, say, the entire field, I could not believe the sheer NUMBER of birds that were just hanging out there.  It literally looked like a bird SANCTUARY!

    Turns out, Comerica Park is not always like this, and the gulls were not merely attracted to the plentiful concessions.  It seems the Mets left town and, even with no game (nor concession-consuming fans) at Comerica yesterday, the gulls showed up in droves. 

    Officials there became so concerned that the grounds crew even brought in an entomologist to address the situation.  It seems the bird problem has been caused by an earlier hatching of moths, i.e., gull grub. 

    Whatever course of action the entomologist suggested, however, progress must be slow.  Prior to this evening’s game, I saw highlights of Justin Verlander’s no-hitter tonight from Comerica, and I saw PLENTY of those gulls flyin’ high and walking around the infield too.  They don’t seem to be in any hurry to vacate.

    Speaking of sea gulls and the moths that they are attracted to, that reminds me of a recurrent problem related to bugs in my own outdoor work experiences:  every summer the MET performs outdoor performances of operas in concert in local parks in the New York City parks. 

    Although rain-outs are always a concern for any outdoor concert (or  ballgame), several years in a row there was a particular problem related to a specific park located on Staten Island.  Every time we performed at this particular venue, our performance–always in mid-June–seemed to coincide with the mating season of a large colony of June bugs that called that particular area of Staten Island home. 

    Apparently attracted to the hot spotlights focused on the orchestra and soloists onstage, these bugs would begin to congregate shortlyPotd20030604_1  after the overture began and continue swarming in larger and larger numbers as the opera progressed, spawning and then falling to the floor of the stage to die, buzzing all the while, making an enormous racket.

    It was incredibly distracting, if comical, especially when one of the buggers attacked you or your instrument.  Looking around the orchestra while the opera was going on, it was nearly impossible to keep a straight face, much less continue performing:  violinists were putting their bows down to slap their legs, horn players were literally jumping out of their chairs, and the conductor was waving his arms giving extra beats. 

    One particular bug-riddled performance resulted in an unexpected intermission having to be taken because the distraction made it impossible to continue.  The orchestra was having trouble keeping any kind of continuity in the music in between the bug-slapping and, although the soprano was a sport and had gamely continued singing, she was understandably a little grossed-out, having had a bug fly right into her open mouth while singing an aria from the evening’s opera, Lucia di Lammermoor!

    Funny, I didn’t hear anyone screaming, "Is there an entomologist in the house (on the lawn)?!"  Never mind.

    But back to the Comerica Park sea gulls…other than being omnipresent, I don’t think the birds caused any problems.  There was a bird right in front of David Wright in one of the games as he ran forward to field a a chopper and quickly throw to first.  I seem to recall Gary Cohen and Ron Darling of SNY mentioning something about how it was a good thing he hadn’t quickly picked up the bird and thrown it instead.

    I cannot swear that there was no foul play (ar, ar) involving the sea gulls.  (Frankly, I found a lot of the games so frustrating that I was not following them as closely as I usually do.) I did hear somewhere (Was it on SNY?) that Oliver Perez’s Bird_book_1 cap had been decorated with gull droppings sometime within the course of the first game, but I was unable to find an official Press Release on that one.  (I heard it was while he was off the mound.)

    The presence of the birds did provide for lively discourse between Garry and Ron as well as the opportunity for them to mention the incident in Arizona in a 2001 exhibition game involving a poor bird that pitcher Randy Johnson "exploded" (Ron’s terminology). 

    Being reminded of that incident and the proliferation of sea gulls on the field at Comerica Park prompted me to see what I could find out about other incidents where other foul impacted the game.

    I found some interesting things:

    • In 1983, Dave Winfield, then with the Yankees, created a furor in Toronto by throwing a ball that hit and killed a seagull at Exhibition Stadium.  The bird was walking, not flying, and because Winfield was just making tosses to the infield between innings, it appeared to the fans that saw it to be intentional.  The Metropolitan Toronto Police charged him with cruelty to animals, but the charge was dropped the next day.

    It was said that Billy Martin, in his defense of his player, was quoted as saying, 

    "He couldn’t have hit the seagull on purpose. He hasn’t hit the cutoff man all year."

    • Almost exactly one year ago, a baseball collided with a seagull at home plate at a minor league game in Buffalo, New York.  "Seagull hit by pitch (not awarded first base)" read the USA Today headline.  The gull was not awarded a base, but thankfully, he was alright–presumably not meeting a 98-mile-per-hour fastball as in the case of the poor bird, a dove apparently, encountering Johnson’s pitch–and was escorted off of the field.
    • Writing in Baseball Digest in June 2004, Rich Marazzi discussed his contributions to a book that had recently been published on the subject of major leaguers playing from 1950-1959.  In an article entitled "Baseball rules corner: some colorful stories about players from the 1950s", Marazzi writes:
      • "When a batted ball hits a wall or the ground it is no longer considered to be in flight for the purpose of making a catch. If the ball strikes a flying bird, however, it remains in flight. That might not be necessarily true for the bird. And yes, a fielder can make a catch of a batted ball that bounces off a bird. Just ask Frank Ernaga, who had a cup of coffee in the major leagues with the Cubs in 1957 and ’58.

        Playing for Tulsa in the Texas League game against Houston in 1956, Ernaga was in the outfield when Houston pitcher Bill Greason flied to left. As Ernaga waited to make the catch, the ball struck a bird. Nevertheless, Ernaga caught the ball while teammate Bob Will grabbed the bird. No, umps didn’t call "Fowl Ball," they ruled Ernaga’s snare to be a legal catch.

        By the way, Ernaga was flying high when he homered and tripled in his first two major league at-bats. After he glided into the sunset, he became a building contractor in Susanville, California."

    Care to feather your nest with yet one more baseball/bird reference?  You canSaa1361_8  go to this NPR afiliate site for their delightful take on interleague (interspecies?) play. 

    Baseball is certainly not the only outdoor sport to have been plagued by aviary interference.  The results have often been hysterical as witnessed by an ESPN Sport Center-compiled video montage of "Top Ten Bird Moments", running the gamut of the entire world of sports.

    Let’s hope more runs and wins generate news for the Mets in their upcoming games, rather than Mother Nature.  There’s always the Discovery and Animal Planet channels for that, thank you very much. 

  • Hit the Road, Jack!

    You’re looking at it.  Right here.  This is IT!

    As far as I’m concerned, this is the best thing to come out of the first two games of the Phillies series.

    What you see here is a ball that Carlos Delgado fouled off into the Mezzanine box where I sat–still full of hope and optimism–last night during the bottom of the second inning. 

    Yes, I was thrilled to have caught the foul…nice little souvenir!  06060701_7 And my family was sure proud of me.  But, boy, did that hope and optimism that I’d had in the second inning drain away after the bottom of the 7th. 

    Yes, I did stay, but it was for naught. 

    Not only did the Mets fail to make up those three runs the Phillies scored (Thank you, Aaron Heilman!), but now another one of our precious few, dwindling outfielders has been hurt.  I can’t quite believe this.

    As usual, Willie is unflappable, stating that we’ll get through this.  It must be this quiet, calm resolve of his that keeps his players so quietly confident.

    As much as I love seeing these guys and going out to Shea every night to watch them play during home stands, considering how lousy they’ve been playing at home, I think it might be a good thing to bid them adieu after tonight’s game.   

    I think parenting books call it "tough love".  You tell ’em, Ray!   

    Suitcase_3 Love ya, guys…really.  Bon voyage!Waving_hand 

  • Love of the Game

    51356221_snake_10 Well, I have to say I felt a bit snake-bitten after  those nasty ol’ Diamondbacks left town on Sunday.

    At least we had the distinct pleasure of having curtailed their winning streak.  And we did have that wonderful win on Saturday…that felt good!  Additionally, the fact that Sosa seems to be in fine form and has built up his confidence following his less-than-triumphant return to Turner Field is another fine thing about the weekend too!  HOR- HAY!!

    Allstar_20071 Following Saturday’s game, our family came home and turned on FOX to check out the action at Fenway.  Although our interest in the proceedings there was only casual, all three of us perked up every time the FOX commercial for their coverage of the All-Star Game came on.  Did anyone else see this clever commercial?

    The ad features many Major League players on one of two trolley cars travelling rapidly up and down the hilly streets of San Francisco.Allstar_20072_1   Featured right at the very beginning of the commercial, and each grinning ear to ear, are the youthful Jose Reyes and David Wright.  (Credit goes to Daily News photographer Howard Simmons for these photos taken from the commercial shoot earlier this year in Fort Pierce, Florida.)

    The commercial itself is so cute and brought such smiles and laughs (but especially from the antics of the two Mets.),  It was such a contrast to go back to the game itself and the camera shots of the Yankee dugout…so morose, so serious. 

    Yes, I know the Yankees are not doing well at the moment and that "big hooks" have been threatened.  But even when the Yankees ARE doing well, they never seem to approach the game with the sheer JOY and EXUBERANCE that our boys do. 

    The Mets just seem to LOVE playing the game.   The standings appear to be a mere by-product of that passion. 

    My oboe teacher and still my greatest musical mentor, Richard Woodhams, once spoke of his wish to always try to perform like a professional with the spirit and enthusiasm of an amateur. 

    Here’s to that "rookie spirit"…no matter each of our ages or endeavors!

  • Three Cheers for the…

                     …O- RANGE and the BLUE!!

           Yes, yes, I know:  we’ve gone on to more pressing matters.

    Empire_state_building_5 The boys are now in Atlanta with all of the challenges that that always presents,  but I hope, before they made their way down south they got a look at this beautiful sight at least once.

    Believe me, I’m not the kinda person to kick a man (or a team) when they’re down, but ya gotta admit:

       Isn’t it nice for once to be the New York team that has that little bit of SPRING in our step?!!

    The Subway Series was all the spectacle and hype that I expected it to be.  All that and more…way too much more.05180717cutout_1

    I was uncomfortable, frankly,  with so many rowdy and loud Yankee fans at Shea.  A good-natured rivalry is one thing; getting raucous and out-of-hand is another.

    I did, however, delight in the particular rhythm created–especially on Sunday when there were so MANY Yankee fans there–when the Yankee chant would get started and grow enough to be audible,

    "LET’S GO YAN- KEES!"

    which was followed, without missing a beat–in rhythm and with more volume and intensity by,

    "YAN- KEES S*%K!!"

    I have to wonder, in retrospect, if the Yankees have the Mets fans–with all their booing–to thank for waking up their bats…05180712cutout what with their winning the last game at Shea and then the first game against the Red Sox at Yankee Stadium. 

    I certainly wouldn’t want to feel personally responsible.  :\

    I know there’s "no crying in baseball", but is there GUILT in baseball?

    Well, there’s this, though:  even if the Yankees’ offense "woke up", at least David Wright’s bat woke up too!!  How about those HOMERS??!