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Till we meet again, old friend

“The Green Fields of the Mind” by A. Bartlett Giamatti

It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart.

The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings.

And then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.download

You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive.

And then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.

Today, October 2, a Sunday of rain and broken branches and leaf-clogged drains and slick streets, it stopped, and summer was gone.

Somehow, the summer seemed to slip by faster this time. Maybe it wasn’t this summer, but all the summers that, in this my fortieth summer, slipped by so fast.

There comes a time when every summer will have something of autumn about it. Whatever the reason, it seemed to me that I was investing more and more in baseball, making the game do more of the work that keeps time fat and slow and lazy.

I was counting on the game’s deep patterns, three strikes, three outs, three times three innings, and its deepest impulse, to go out and back, to leave and to return home, to set the order of the day and to organize the daylight.

I wrote a few things this last summer that did not last, nothing grand but some things, and yet that work was just camouflage. The real activity was done with the radio–not the all-seeing, all-falsifying television–and was the playing of the game in the only place it will last, the enclosed green field of the mind. There, in that warm, bright place, what the old poet called Mutability does not so quickly come. …

The game breaks my heart because it was meant to, because it was meant to foster in me again the illusion that there was something abiding, some pattern and some impulse that could come together to make a reality that would resist the corrosion; and because, after it had fostered again that most hungered-for illusion, the game was meant to stop, and betray precisely what it promised.

Of course, there are those who learn after the first few times. They grow out of sports. And there are others who were born with the wisdom to know that nothing lasts. These are the truly tough among us, the ones who can live without illusion, or without even the hope of illusion.

I am not that grown-up or up-to-date. I am a simpler creature, tied to more primitive patterns and cycles. I need to think something lasts forever, and it might as well be that state of being that is a game; it might as well be that, in a green field, in the sun.

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This wonderful poem begins at the 1:25 mark…Please watch if you love baseball or love the passage of time.

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Posted by on October 30, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

Breathe, it’s gonna be OK

I’ve spent too many hours of my sports-loving life focusing on negative energy.

Examples of what I mean by “negative energy”:

  • I hate the Cardinals.
  • I hate the Giants.
  • I hate the Celtics.
  • The Dodgers would have won except for _______________.
  • The Farley Hawks deserve more respect.
  • The Dodgers deserve more respect.
  • The Celtics are overrated as a franchise.
  • Player X on Opponent X is a bad person and we should hate him.

I decided during tonight’s Game 4 meltdown that I’m not going down that road this time.

The Dodgers will lose this World Series to a much better team, and there are no villians — just better players.

We won 92 games, the Red Sox 108. Do the math. We have nothing to be ashamed of. The better team is going to win this series.

The Dodgers are the most successful franchise in the history of the National League. No team has more National League championships. We’ve made 19(!) trips to the World Series.

The Dodgers also are the most unsuccessful franchise in the history of the World Series. We’ve won six World Series. By the end of the week, we’ll have lost 13 World Series.

The Dodgers lose World Series. That’s just what we do. And that’s not a good thing.

But we also play in a hell of a lot of World Series. And that’s a very good thing.

 
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Posted by on October 27, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

Max gets it done in the 18th inning!

The longest game in World Series history goes to the Dodgers. We’ll try to even the series at two games apiece tonight.

 
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Posted by on October 27, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

At peace

I enjoyed last night’s Game 1 of the World Series as much as I’ve enjoyed any Dodgers postseason game since 2013.

Why is that noteworthy? Because I should have been more stressed. We played poorly in Game 1 and lost in frustrating fashion.

But, in spite of the struggles, my blood pressure never exceeded a normal level. I let out a shout when we tied the score at 2-2. Other than that, pretty laid-back.

I’m well aware that the Red Sox are heavily favored to win this series. They won 108 games, we won 92. There’s no pressure on the Dodgers — unless the unexpected happens and we start winning games.

So for now, it’s pretty easy to just watch the action and not have huge expectations.

 
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Posted by on October 24, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

Pinkout Tournament champions

The Diablas finished the 2018 season in style, winning the Pinkout Tournament tonight in Urbandale.

Maisa pitched the semifinal and championship games. She never stopped battling.

Maisa also scored the tying run in the last inning of the championship game, just minutes before we won the extra-inning affair.

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Posted by on October 21, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

National League champions

I am absolutely delighted to have won tonight’s game, securing another National League championship.

I’m soaking it in — and I never, ever take my team’s success for granted. It is so extremely difficult to get to the World Series.

I don’t have many hobbies besides the Los Angeles Dodgers, so you can certainly appreciate how much this means to me.

The history of our franchise is excellence in the National League and frustration in the World Series. I fully expect that trend to continue over the next 10 days.

But you never know. The 1988 Dodgers were given no chance to beat Oakland, and five games later we were on top of the world.

 
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Posted by on October 21, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

We did it. No team has more National League titles than the Dodgers.

 
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Posted by on October 20, 2018 in Uncategorized