Okay, I lied. I didn’t write this from the airport. Instead, I chatted with my Skypers, watched some of the Red Sox – Yankees, ate dinner, and moped because I don’t wanna go back to work, I wanna travel to another baseball stadium tomorrow, waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.
As some of you are aware, I traveled to the heart of the country this weekend. I have traveled to the Midwest before, back when I ran away from home to Ames, Iowa. This time I visited St. Louis to see the Nationals play the Cardinals. As a kid, I genuinely disliked the St. Louis Cardinals and Whitey Herzog. They tortured my team, the Mets. I also recall an incident in which some fans threw objects at Mookie Wilson, probably one of only two likable Mets on that team. New York fans were supposed to be the bullies. Recent events made me a bit suspicious of the area. Deadspin is especially fond of highlighting St. Louis’ racism because you know, it doesn’t happen anywhere else.
I didn’t see much evidence of it. If they were the phony nice, well, they fooled me pretty good. The only thing even bordering on a race thing–a young black man in dreadlocks with an angry face gave me a good long stare on the train on my way to the ballpark. I stared back. He looked away. That was that. The people are very attractive–blue eyes, rosy cheeks, lots of natural red heads, or dark, mahogany skin with chocolate eyes. I saw more black people at Busch Stadium than I ever see at Tropicana Field, and the Trop borders a black neighborhood. I notice these things not because I am racist but because I am not. I am usually the only one of my kind wherever I am. The token, I joke about it. Some say “I never notice color” or “I only see the person, not the color of their skin.” It is usually a kind, well meaning white person who says that. If I put you in a room full of black people, and you were the only white person, I bet you would notice color then.
Back to the game. The seats were out in left field, close to the National’s bullpen, which means I got to do a little bit of my pre-game ritual: what a great pitcher warm-up. It is one thing to watch them work during a game, but it is a special treat to see them get ready. Toss the ball back and forth. Talk things over. I was in for a treat because one the best in baseball was going to pitch for the Nationals: Max Scherzer.
I was as giddy as a child. The only other person watching was a Nationals fan who had come in from DC. What is wrong with people?
The stadium itself was stunning. It was a warm, sunny day that started overcast and I wish had stayed overcast. There was no shelter from the sun so my tan is even darker. I believe I described it as 9000 degrees, oh my god, so, so, so hot, it’s only May, where is my dome? I cannot imagine how hot it must get there in July and August. The Jumbotron is amazing! High definition and huge, and they update the scores for other teams in great detail. Yes, there is SLG and WHIP.
Even the restroom was great, lol. I have never seen such large restroom, so many stalls, it was crazy. Over 42k and I NEVER waited on a line!!! And I had to pee. That beer went through me like a waterfall. It was always clean too. I was so impressed. All the small things.
Scherzer was vintage. He went 7 innings and struck out 9. His pitch count was getting high and there was wonder if Dusty would Dusty and keep him in until his arm turned to dust. No. Scherzer came out. Harper did nothing! You know why? He sensed my presence. Don’t believe me? I owned Harper in 2014 in my fantasy baseball league. Look up his 2014 stats. I am Harper’s kryptonite. It has nothing to do with Carlos Martinez’ good pitching performance through five innings, finally melting down in the sixth, or the Cardinals’ approach to him. Many, many Best Fans left before the game was over because their team was down by a lot… tsk, tsk, tsk. What is that about? And they tried to start a wave. Our section repeatedly killed it, lol. I joked to the guy sitting next to me, “We are not California. No wave.” lol
The Nationals won 7-1, sweeping the Cardinals. I had a great time. Beautiful stadium, beautiful people. I still don’t like your team, but it is with a little more respect.
The view of the arch through an arch from a stop on the Metrolink.
Okay, let me get a move on with the ‘cap, I have to go to work…
It’s a day late for May Day, but we can celebrate it on May 2nd too.
Boston completes their sweep of New York, 8-7. Although, Boston has to be pleased with the W, they still have cause for worry–Price with another lousy outing, giving up 6 runs. His peripheral numbers remain good, but he is getting hit hard. Something is not right. My friends who are Yankees fans might not want to click the following link.
The Phillies (?????) completed their sweep of Cleveland, 2-1. Everybody cleaning house this weekend. Feel free to sweep here. Before the season began, would you have ever bet that the Phillies would sweep the seemingly better on paper Cleveland?
Those Phillies pitchers continue to impress. Velasquez didn’t allow a run for the third time in one of his starts.
Colorado also swept their series, beating the D’backs 6-3. Sweep, sweep, sweep! This time it was the best third baseman in the National League doing the damage, Nolan Arenado. He needs to be a household name. I have heard him in interviews. He is funny, witty, and the camera likes his face. Trevor Story was blanked. Arenado + Story are America’s Sweethearts. Sorry, Cubbie fans. I know you think it’s Bryzzo. They can both be. We can have an adorable pair walk-off.
Speaking of Cubs, Maddon, very original with the road trip clothing ideas.
I have no idea where I have seen that before. I’ll keep thinking… 😉
Anyhow, the Cubs failed to complete their sweep of the Braves, with the Barves winning 4-3 in 10. I was really rooting for the Braves hard yesterday. The Braves needed that win so badly. The Cubs have a plethora of wins. Their run differential is greater than the number of runs the Braves have scored all season–it’s pretty close anyway. I wanted that poor little underdog team and their 5 measly homers to win so much. And they did. Barring a catastrophic collapse of unforeseen proportions, and… yeah, Chicago in the past has proven they are capable of that historically, but seeing as no one from the 1969 team plays on this team, I’m not feeling it… the Cubs are going to the post-season. The Braves… ai ai ai. Little victories like this can make a difference for a fan, making a long season a little more bearable. I have friends in low places.
I got to see him live in Central Park in 1997. My girl friend worked at NBC and had press passes so we were really close to the stage. The crowd was so nice, the most pleasant I had ever seen a group of New Yorkers. “Please”. “Excuse me.” “Thank You.” Smiles. Where was I?
The Astros beat Oakland 2-1, Altuve delivers the firepower. The Little Engine That Could.
I really do need to finish getting ready for work, so if you could all finish the recap for me, I would greatly appreciate it! Thank you. The next stop on my tour of ballparks is Turner Field next month. Then I have Safeco in July, followed by Wrigley Field.
I need wide open spaces. My favorite country group by far.