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empty seats

Sorry for the lack of posts. For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been semi-sick with a cold, which has been extremely annoying. I’m to the point where I almost hope I get full blown sick in hopes that it can finally go away then. These 30-degree temps at night haven’t been helping me feel any better. I’m not ready for winter to begin the first week into October.

Kristy did awesome in her half-marathon last Saturday in Akron. She finished in 2:22, which is quite a bit under the 2:30 pace that she targeted with her training program. She is fairly happy with the result, and is already looking forward to her next one, which is still to-be-determined.

I’ve been trying to catch some of the baseball playoffs, though everything is a disappointment so far except for Tampa Bay. As much as I wanted CC & the Brewers to do well, I oddly ended up feeling slightly happy when I heard that he choked again. It would be a hard pill to swallow if he carried the Brewers on his back to the World Series after not showing up for the Indians last postseason.

Most of this weekend is going to be spent painting in the basement. Our basement is currently an eye-hurting shade of fluorescent green as it was apparently a children’s play area for the previous owners. And with the first brush of paint, the conversion of the basement to man cave will begin. I already have what Kristy has termed the “man room”, a large 4th bedroom which I’ve taken over as my office/tv room, but it’s time I add a cave to my collection. She can have the rest of the house.


one out of eleven

Thursday night, Kristy & I headed downtown hoping to see the Cleveland Indians snap their 10-game losing streak, their longest in 29 years. It didn’t look good when Aaron Laffey gave up an early 2-run homer, but the Indians battled back and ended up spanking the 1st-place Devil Rays, 13-2. The weather was perfect, and the crowd, though sparse, was surprisingly enthusiastic given the Tribe’s current last place standing, which I was glad to see. We have tickets to the game tonight, but currently the weather forecast isn’t looking so great. Which sucks because tonight is supposed to be their big Rock n’ Blast fireworks show, which I am particularly looking forward to since I missed seeing any fireworks last weekend.

Speaking of baseball, I’ve seen this video of a minor league manager video going nuts way too much over the past few days. It reminded me of my favorite manager meltdown of all-time, Phil Wellman of the Mississippi Braves AA team.

just like old times

Last night was the first game of the ALDS playoffs, and the Indians crushed the Yankees, 12-3. So much for the Indians losing all 6 games to the Yankees during the regular season. I won’t have to hear that stat again until the Indians win the series and the national media focuses on another Yankees meltdown, instead of their opponent’s success.

I will be honest and admit that when the Indians traded to bring Kenny Lofton back a few months ago, I was less than impressed. I thought it was more of an attempt by management to bring back nostalgia instead of trying to ready a team for a playoff run. Lofton proved me wrong last night, leading the offense and knocking in four runs. I’m glad I was wrong about that move. I guess that’s why I don’t get the big bucks to make those decisions.

I’m taking a half day off of work today to head down to the game this afternoon. I have not-so-great seats, but it’s just so much fun to be down there. Plus I don’t have cable TV, so I can actually see the action today instead of staring at the radio like I did last night. I just hope their bats still have some spark in them like they did last night.

Last night of summer

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First pitch

I spent the last night of the summer of 2007 doing my favorite thing I can think of doing on any summer night, going to a baseball game. Kristy scored some sweet seats to the Cleveland Indians game against Oakland, so we headed down to Jacobs Field. The weather was perfect, but the same can not be said for the game, as the Indians fell 9-3, so we missed out seeing them clinch the division title (which they saved for this afternoon…bastards). But the seats were great (we missed getting nailed by a line drive foul ball by about 3 feet), and the weather was perfect.

Hopefully it will not be the last game we see at Jacobs Field. Unfortunately, I read that the naming rights for the ballpark are up for sale to likely the highest corporate bidder. Hopefully it’s something that doesn’t sound as stupid as Quicken Loans Arena, though pretty much any name change is going to suck. I hate this trend of selling naming rights to big corporations. The stadium is completely plastered with hundreds of advertisements. Does the stadium name itself have to be one too?

I did manage to score tickets to the 2nd home game of the Division Series playoffs, so hopefully I’ll get to go down and see them in action again in a couple of weeks. I was able to see them last time they made the playoffs in 2001, when they lost to Seattle. Hopefully the results are better this time around.

This morning, I did the final “long run” of my 16-week marathon training program. It was just a simple 8 mile run and it went well with no problems. The Akron Marathon is now just over 5 days away. Trying not to think about it too much.

care for an asterisk?

I read today that fashion designer Marc Ecko was the winning bidder in the auction for Barry Bonds’ record-breaking 756th home run baseball. Instead of just putting in a display class to sit on a shelf somewhere, he has decided to milk it for all the publicity it’s worth (all $752,467 worth) and allow the public to vote on the fate of the (infamous) ball. By visiting this website, people can choose one of three options for the ball. Send it to the Hall of Fame, brand an asterisk in it (due to Bonds’ questionable enhancement drug use) before sending it to the Hall, or to put it in a rocket and send it out of orbit.

As you can probably guess from the picture, I went with the 2nd option. I feel the ball does belong in the Hall of Fame, and the marking of it with an asterisk will force the Hall & baseball in general to acknowledge the steroid scandal that marked this era in the game, so that fans for generations to come will be aware of this moment in the long storied history of the game. While the era of performance enhancing drugs is one of the darker moments in the game’s history, it needs to be acknowledged and remembered just like the Black Sox scandal of many years ago.