IdahoBert

I don’t want Riley Greene playing in the outfield on wet grass.

Brown bagging it in a car in a parking lot…

They were interviewing Shelby Miller a few minutes ago about how great the clubhouse is right now and that’s been the only break in running a constant “This event is in Weather delay” video.

Luckeeeee

I wouldn’t die for rain or kill for rain even though we haven’t had any in two months in Idaho, but I might rip my shirt off and run around in the parking lot to celebrate if it did rain. Instead yesterday they were predicting for Boise Idaho rainless 50 mph winds that would knock down trees.

My iPhone Weather app says it’s a severe thunderstorm it will last another 40 minutes, but this app sucks.

So I guess it’s really happening and it’s not fake news cooked up by the “Deep State” to rip off Tiger fans. At least I’ll sleep easier tonight.

I am really disappointed. In Detroit, it’s raining at the decent hour of 4:40 PM (for me) mountain time. I was expecting to get my $22 for the rest of the seasons worth out of my mlb.tv subscription.

I made the same mistake a while back and I wondered why a game on the West Coast was starting so early. Welcome to the club.

I’m not sure how to even look that up. 🙂

For people in my age group, which is early 70s, I can’t over emphasize how important it was for us to link a part of our own self image as children - with all the feckless innocence of children - to this team and to experience the ultimate payoff in so dramatic and satisfying manner when we were, by then, in a relative state of now waning innocence as teens. This was especially true after that first World Series game humiliation of 17 strikeouts at the hands of Gibson and being down three games to one and then roaring back to win it all. On rare occasions, out here in the diaspora, when by chance I wander across an another fan from my generation, we share the glow of that rising sun that linked our childhood to our young adulthood, and though complete strangers in everything else, we share something valuable that leaves us near speechless.

I’m amazed at how similar the Jung brothers look. Even though one is three years older, they almost look like twins.

I’m glad someone pointed out the obvious. Thank you.

Thanks for your reminiscence of candlestick. For me, Don was a role player. I don’t remember him doing much that caught my attention the way Freehan and Northrop and Kaline and Willie Horton did. Ernie used to have players on at the end of the game and he always gave them a pair of Florsheim shoes. I’m not sure that Don had many pair. But he was a solid part of the team so he owns a part of my heart.

Oprah: “you get a hit and you get a hit and you get a hit.”

Happy birthday Tork.

TORK BOMB

No leave Shuster in!

Lead

Parker Meadows homers (5) on a fly ball to right center field.

Well, no victory for the kid, but he did well. So now it’s time to just win the game in principle. So does this mean we have three starters?

Tork opens with a 2-bagger.

We need some runs to get the kid a win. I honestly don’t care about pitcher wins, but the sentimentalist in me thinks it would be a nice touch for this game.

At least we got a run. A single spark can start a prairie fire.