I was working on a project outside this morning, and Maisa decided she wanted to set her markers and paper aside and join me.
Like a good daughter, she made sure Mommy knew where she went.
I write about this every year, but it’s worth repeating: One of the best things about being a Dodger fan is the fact that you hardly ever have to be annoyed by a rainout.
Dodger fans like me who look forward all day to watching the game on TV get their wish about 99.9 percent of the time. We play 81 games in Los Angeles, 3 games in Anaheim, 9 games in San Fran, 9 games in Phoenix, 9 games in San Diego, 9 games in Denver.
But this week, the Dodgers are scheduled to play in Minnesota. Today’s game was postponed. Too wet. Too cold. The teams will be lucky to get in any of the three games.
I was originally planning to drive up to Minnesota for today’s game, but the trip fell through. Not sure I would have enjoyed 25-degree wind chills anyway.
Oh well, I’ll watch the Rays-Red Sox game instead.
Gramma B bought a finch feeder for us a few weeks ago. We placed it in our front tree and waited.
I felt like Ray Kinsella staring out the window at an empty baseball field.
But our patience has been rewarded. A few house finches showed up last week. And then this morning — the jackpot! — two goldfinches (one male, one female) were eating breakfast out there. I hope they bring their friends!
The Dodgers lost Sunday and remained stuck at 9,999 wins in franchise history, putting No. 10,000 on hold until at least Tuesday in Minnesota.
As calculated by the Elias Sports Bureau, the Dodgers will join the Giants, Cubs and Braves as the only franchises in the Major Leagues to reach that mark.
My Dodgers and Rays combined to make seven errors today. Yikes! Needless to say, both teams got hammered. Sigh.