Just got home. My dad gave me a new mask and I just happened to be wearing one of my Tiger shirts. About half of the people at Home Depot in Burton were wearing masks, though a few of them had their noses hanging over the tops of their masks. The other half were in the “I don’t wanna” category.
I got an email from Gov. Whitmer today. She says tattoo shops can open now. I’m gonna get another tattoo soon.
I don’t know what’s going on. Tigers.com and MLB.com are both showing on their schedule pages that the season starts tomorrow. But at the same time, there seems to be no agreement between the Players Association and the League.
Holy shit! Two more days and baseball is back! The Tigers will play the White Sox Tuesday night!
Life is good again!!!
Kevin Harvick wins today.
Motorsports are my thing while baseball is still out. Haven’t missed a NASCAR race since they started a few weeks ago, and last night I watched the first IndyCar race.
Maybe it was the return of NASCAR on Sunday. Yesterday I was very productive and today I’m pretty motivated. Things just feel more in place now. I always had an interest in racing, but never really followed the sport. I think that’s going to change, at least until baseball comes back.
I look forward to the next race.
The Sunday after the Super Bowl, I wake up looking forward to a football game and….
Baseball season won’t get here fast enough.
That was Game 7. The Houston Astros just lost the World Series and the Washington Nationals won. I guess this was the Nationals’ first World Series. So, congratulations to them, though they weren’t my team.
Well, that’s it for baseball 2019. Football, basketball and hockey will have to do until Spring Training 2020.
Last night, after the World Series Game 6, my friend Katie asked me “What made you love baseball so much?” This is what I said.
Hard to say. I grew up hearing about Kirk Gibson. I might’ve watched some of the 1984 World Series, but don’t know if I was really that into it. I remember watching the Dodger’s World Series when Gibson played for them, but not sure I paid much attention.
It’s funny. I feel like I didn’t really follow baseball when I was a kid, but at the same time, I seem to have watched baseball regularly. I remember watching Gibson when he played for the Pirates, and I watched him when he came back to Detroit. Though I didn’t really understand the game until later in my life.
Also, I think the movie Field of Dreams had a lot to do with turning me onto baseball. Mostly because the movie introduced me to the history of the game, which I found fascinating. Baseball is like a religion to me. It’s deep and traditional. In the order of things, I place baseball above the Bible. There is nothing more magical and powerful than baseball, not in my book. Baseball is also something I turn to during hard times. It helps me get through.
Though I enjoy the game as a fan, I’m sad that I didn’t enjoy it much as a player. I played little league, but I was so clueless, confused, self-conscious and unsure of what I was supposed to be doing. I didn’t really play. I just stood there like an idiot. Later, in a high school P. E. class, we played softball on the school’s baseball field. I surprised myself by slugging the ball deep into the outfield. At that point, I realized I could’ve been a decent baseball player. I should have tried out for the school’s team, but I didn’t, and it might have been too late anyway.
I’m trying to get back to blogging at least once a day. I was derailed for a week or so.
Yesterday my brother came over to watch the World Series Game 1. We missed the first half hour because I wanted to watch “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown”. If there’s a Charlie Brown special on, I have to watch it.
I cooked a pasta-burger mix and there was plenty for both of us.
Well, I’m having a slow day, but I got some work done. Going to cook steak. Game 2 starts at 8.