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baseball is drama.

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great fun

at a game of

the traverse city pit spitters vs. the wisconsin woodchucks.

nice field

light attendance

good seats

cheap food and drinks

dinos, mascot, lively fans, crazy promos,

singing, dancing, kids on the grass,

nice weather, music, good company

all that

and a baseball game too

a very pleasant way to experience an evening.

 

“baseball is drama with an endless run and an ever-changing cast.”

-joe garagiola

 

 

 

traverse city, michigan, u.s.a. – summer 2019

other worlds.

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while watching the little league game

i caught a glimmer of shiny blue movement

out of the corner of my eye

 and suddenly there appeared

a shimmery mermaid

all scales and tails

coming from far away

skipping onto the field

staying safe in the background

to see just what

this other world was all about

and in an instant

she was skipping off again

returning to the safe world she knew

in the great bathtub sea

“it’s fun to peek into other people’s worlds

and see how they go about doing things.”

-norah jones

the big win.

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sitting in comerica  park

at the detroit tigers game

surrounded by these kids from canada

here with their team

thirty two strong

for a big night out at the ballpark

so excited for everything

good seats, cotton candy, no rain, family, friends, coaches

calling out to the pro players they recognized

dancing, cheering, singing

their own faces on the big screen

mitts ready

and

especially, especially, especially, especially

for the four foul balls they ended up with

they simply could not believe their luck

overflowing with happiness

at times sharing seats and laps to get an even better look

they could barely contain themselves

with smiles from here to there

and this guy

who made it his personal mission

to come over and tell them

to sit down and stop having so much fun

every chance he had

yet

in the end

the tigers

(and especially, especially that guy)

both lost

it was not even close

 the kids had clearly won it all.

 “baseball was made for kids, and grown-ups only screw it up.”

-bob lemon

what I love most about this crazy life is the adventure of it. – juliette binoche

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spent the afternoon at

 the rogers centre

in canada

where the

baseball opened with

the official roof report –

‘the roof is open’

 the game began

and we

watched our detroit tigers

get mowed over

by the toronto blue jays

such a game (15-1)

where

our outfielder even

lost track of

how many outs there were

and forgot to throw the ball back

toronto fans threw out hats

when their player hit 3 home runs

all in the same game

and

hockey and baseball

blurred lines

in the old hockey tradition

of the hat trick

then

every opposing starter

got at least on base

giving us the chance

to see their entire roster

all in one game

but the staff and the local fans

were very friendly

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except for the guy

who impounded

our piñata head mascot

kind of a chicken

who was meant to be a tiger

(a chi-ger)

upon entering the stadium

lest i possibly wear it

and conceal my identity

but we decided to shake it all off

and

embrace the huge loss of this game

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by enjoying the town

with fans from both sides

and

our pinata

came right along with us

as we met

a rickshaw driver

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a man with a chicken hat

( a kindred spirit who grew up in my hometown)

a street singer with a bag on his head

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a sweaty spiderman

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 and a band

playing american and canadian covers

so we danced a lot

and passed the piñata on to the band

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but upon returning to our hotel

i couldn’t exactly remember

my hotel room number

except for the last two digits

which caused a bit of a logistical issue

so i visited a few floors

on the elevator that only moved

in response to an electronic key swipe

(who knew?)

saw a lot of our beautiful hotel

made friends with the front desk

who made a few phone calls

to my fellow travelers

who mostly had their phones shut off

in this

faraway and friendly foreign land

and

finally got back into my room

where i soon after

got locked in the glass shower

for a while

then

relaxed and drifted off to sleep

in my pillowy bed

until there was

a 3am fire alarm (false)

but it was one great day

leading into the next

and

there certainly was a lot of laughter

i’d say there were

at least

3 major bouts of laughter

all in the same day.

and

that’s a hat trick.

‘that’s the beauty of sport.

sometimes you laugh,

sometimes you cry.’

– joseph gradual

be careful what you wish for and how you pose for a picture

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and the results are in – mark and i have guest posted on each other’s sites, as the end of our friendly wager –

the final tally in the biggest bloggers baseball wager ever is syracuse chiefs 5 games won, toledo mud hens 3 games won.

after a two-week stretch fraught with tight nerves, generous volleys of good-humored trash-talking and on-field triple-a baseball that went down to game eight before a 9-3 chiefs victory in toledo’s fifth third field clinched the title, i have learned a bit.

my last bit of gloat shall come in the accompanying photo. It was taken during my dear wife karen and i’s trip to watch game two of the series at the chief’s nbt bank stadium. truth be told, i came with two other signs: one in case the mud hens won the series, and one in case of a 4-4 deadlock.

I had fun following the results, posting jokes, parrying with beth, and our regular readers and friends who comment on both of our blogs.

so what did i take away from this foray into inter-blogal diamond doings?

triple-a baseball is fun, inexpensive, good for its communities, and played at a high level of talent. oh, i knew that going in, but the reminder is always nice.

i actually like the toledo mud hens, particularly pitcher kyle lobstein, third baseman mike hessman and mascot jim flealand.

i was correct in suggesting this little experiment to beth. when i saw her post about attending the outdoor hockey game and love of the detroit red wings, and comments about the tigers and the teams of her alma mater michigan, i knew i had found a kindred sports fan as well as somebody who appreciates aiming an eye at the vagaries and curiosities of life in general. indeed.

and so i typed this in beth style, sans capital letters, in homage to e.e. cummings i do believe, but perhaps because she has a balky shift key on her main typing keyboard.

i heartily invite you regular readers of i didn’t have my glasses on to hop over to markbialczak.com to check out what beth cross-posted on my blog today about this little escapade. if you happen to spot a headline that interests you on my sidebar, please do click and read. follow, if you wish. come back daily. i’d love to talk.

speaking of the future … my alma mater, maryland, joins the big ten come fall. my terps will be playing beth’s wolverines. there may be some more trash-talking ahead.

Have you ever made a friendly wager and then felt a little bad about settling up? Are you a comfortable trash-talker? Do you despise me even a little bit for the sign I’m holding in the picture?

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