Opening Day: Perfect State
It was about 2 pm yesterday when I had reached a perfect state for Opening Day. I had some Hebrew dogs and a couple of beers and I was laying on the sofa flipping back between a couple of games. The only way things could have been better would have been if I had been at a ballpark, any ballpark would do, watching a game.
Really, why is Opening Day not a National Holiday? Yesterday would have been a great day for America to celebrate sports with Opening Day of baseball and the championship game of the Final Four last night. These are things worth celebrating. Of course our President who claims to love America and baseball can't be bothered to show up for an inning of a game and throw out the first pitch.
Out of all we can and do celebrate in this country, what is better than a day to celebrate getting out or being with one's family watching sports?
All is right in the world. Baseball is back.Next weekend ses the opening weekend of Major League Soccer. Everyone should be heading outdoors more and more to play and worship in the sun.
From Field of Dreams:
"Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they'll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game and it'll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they'll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come."
- Terence Mann (James Earl Jones)
Really, why is Opening Day not a National Holiday? Yesterday would have been a great day for America to celebrate sports with Opening Day of baseball and the championship game of the Final Four last night. These are things worth celebrating. Of course our President who claims to love America and baseball can't be bothered to show up for an inning of a game and throw out the first pitch.
Out of all we can and do celebrate in this country, what is better than a day to celebrate getting out or being with one's family watching sports?
All is right in the world. Baseball is back.Next weekend ses the opening weekend of Major League Soccer. Everyone should be heading outdoors more and more to play and worship in the sun.
From Field of Dreams:
"Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they'll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game and it'll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they'll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come."
- Terence Mann (James Earl Jones)
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