In the over two thousand times a MLB scored ten runs in one inning, only five times has their opponent come back to win. After the Braves scored ten in the second inning last night, all the ESPN announcers could talk about (besides Bryce Harper) was whether the Phillies could stage a comeback. Every now and then a disparaging comment would be made about the woeful Philly bullpen, but for the most part the talk was all Philadelphia. So glad this was the Braves last ESPN game for a while, and glad to be done with the Phils for the season, so I don't have to hear those mindless airhorns the whole time.
Since I have attended a Braves game the past 18 seasons, as well as 30 of the past 31 years (and 33 of the past 35), I think I'll take in a September Braves game from The Battery, just outside Truist Park. Guess I should take a lawn chair and maybe my laptop (or my scorebook), and wear a Braves jersey and cap. Atlanta has 26 games remaining – all against the Red Sox, Nats, Marlins, Mets, and Orioles. Only seven home weekday games, so I'll probably go September 8th against the Marlins.
The Braves and Phillies (and a couple other teams) wore Jackie Robinson's number 42 all weekend. Perhaps this would be a good year to wear 42 for the rest of the season and playoffs. Saw the clip from the Jackie Robinson movie for the first time, depicting PeeWee Reese coming over to express solidariry with Jackie when the fans were jeering him. Reese delivered the iconic line "Maybe tomorrow we'll all wear 42, so they won't be able to tell us apart."
While on the subject of baseball, here's a link to the video of my coworker's showdown on the baseball diamond.
Saw an old video of NBA players playing HORSE. Thought the background looked familiar and sure enough, it was filmed in the old Omni International (now known as CNN Center).
Link to a story about when sportswriter Mark Shlabaugh's dog interrupted a UGA/Kentucky game at Sanford Stadium.
Friday. Left right at five. Ceil didn't get home from her Alabama lake trip until after 8 pm. I hit the Taco Bell drive through on the way home. Watched the Braves.
Straightened upstairs on Saturday morning. Then laundry and dishes. Actually watched a Drew Barrimore movie "Going the Distance" about her long distance relationship.
Also watched some of the golf tourney. I was listening to ESPN radio yesterday. They were talking about poor Marc Leishman, who shot 69 yesterday but still finished last, at 30 over par. At one point he made birdie and threw his hands up in the air in celebration.
Supper was beef tips, baked potatoes, and tossed salad.
Sunday I picked up a cool black UGA jacket at Goodwill. Ceil cooked pancakes on M's new grill top.
This weekend Matthew worked the brunch shift at Beetlecat, making salads and such. Today he's back at the farm.
This weekend the CDC revised their statistics – 94% of previously reported death attributed to covid were from actually people suffering from other ailments, meaning the virus is much less deadly than first thought. My friend Todd's take: "The article points to the danger of contracting the virus with underlying conditions. It also shows that healthy people need to be careful, but don't need to live in fear."
Eleven signs you were born and raised in California (link below):
1. You never call it "Cali." The only people who call it "Cali" aren't from California. Me: exactly like HOTLANTA.
2. Burritos are a constant topic of conversation.
3. Other English speakers don't understand your English. Me: it's like that in lots of places.
4. Living somewhere rainy makes you depressed.
5. You're the best driver around. NOT
6. You have an incorrigible avocado habit.
7. You act all tough when there's an earthquake.
8. You have a special PCH playlist.
9. You've asked someone "Why do you live there?" Me: now the tables have turned: why would anyone live in California?
10. Snow kinda freaks you out. Me: at least Californias don't get the totally unfair rap that Georgians get when there's an ice storm.
11. In-N-Out Burger.
Sure all lives matter, but saying so right now when one particular group is under duress is tone deaf. Like saying all sheep matter to the shepherd when he's out looking for the one lost lamb.
Pet peeve: people who voice their opinion in a way that let's you know that if you don't agree then you're an idiot. So good with words that they'll shout down any opposing viewpoint. Isn't that like being a bully? This just bothers me.
Tonight Ceil turned on an UpTV movie. Tatum O'Neal has a small part. Also Galadriel Stineman from The Middle.