IdahoBert

Parker Meadows homers (1) on a fly ball to right field. A one run lead. It’s like living in a cardboard box but at least it’s a home.

Wish we could’ve cashed in on that one.

Since I’m spending my last 7–10 days in the mountains of Central Idaho before shutting this cottage down for the winter I think I will take a walk along Lake Payette at Ponderosa State Park because I won’t have many more opportunities to do this. I’ll then log in and clap my hands at the run scoring manna from heaven the Tigers will have produced in my absence.

AJ is expecting to have an 8-0 lead.

That’s the spirit! Mathematically due for a correction.

He has sorta kinda in a certain way, perhaps, been here before and done this a tiny bit more than the rest of us.

Great insights, as always.

It’s not wasting if you win this game.

When Dan Dickerson was interviewing AJ before the game, their discussion of how for the last 40+ games the Tigers had already been in “playoff mode” really fascinated me. It reminded me of the first Karate Kid movie where the youngster is learning all the moves by washing the car, which will be put to use for a higher purpose later on. Here it was facing every game as if it were do or die — which it was — and making strategic changes as if there were no tomorrow in a fearless but calculated manner, then doing it again and again day after day and inculcating this pattern as a part of the ingrained muscle memory of the team. This is really a beautiful season for many reasons, but this is one of them.

I hope the Tigers can just dispense with the drama and win tomorrow and give the pitching staff an extra day off. I’ve had so much drama this year. I honestly don’t need any more of it. Just a boring routine win would be really nice.

Right now, Tyler Holton is listed as the starter for tomorrow.

That’s what’s so different about the way Apple TV has covered the Tigers this year. Their broadcasting crew seemed to actually know stuff about the team that we talk about and since we’re geniuses, they talk about good stuff. Of course I’m using the term “we“ rather loosely and by in including myself in the “genius category“ I do this in jest.

Fortunately, I wasn’t in traffic. I’m at my friend’s place in the West Mountains of Central Idaho so I muted mlb radio and simply watched pitch by pitch in the at bat app which lessened some of the angst.

I was a conscious subatomic particle in another galaxy back then.

The difference between winning and losing is the difference between sand and broken glass circulating through your veins, or honey. I definitely prefer the honey.

In the Jason Statham movie ‘Beekeeper’ the President of the United States in a very stressful situation looks at her son and says “You are such a good looking kid,” and then she sighs and says “But it’s a shame God doesn’t give with both hands.“ This felt like one of those games where “God doesn’t give with both hands.” But somehow it happened. Just need to win one of the next two.

That was too stressful, but I’m glad it ended this way. With a win.

Ground rule double Greene.

High Sue!

3-0

I wondered if anyone was talking about this when I noticed a thing on Facebook about it. When I was a kid, the thing with Rose and Ray Fosse rubbed me the wrong way so I was anti-Rose. I’m not sure now how justified my enmity was or not. I disliked Woody Hayes for the same sort of reasons. So I was not much of a fan of Rose and glad I didn’t live in southern Indiana or southern Ohio, and feel obligated to root for the Reds, and by extension, for him.

My take on the 1818 painting “Wanderer above the Sea of Fog” by Caspar David Friedrich.  I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles I can see for miles and miles And miles and miles and miles Oh yeah — by THE WHO (1967)

This seems like a sly diversion, the way a pirate ship might come aside your schooner asking for directions while assuring you they’re not there to take your stuff.

I’m glad I saw Francis Ford Coppola’s ‘Megalopolis,’ even though clocking in at 2 hours and 17 minutes it felt one hour too long. It is intentionally grandiose, and since that is its goal, it cannot be criticized too much for that. Whether people like this grandiosity or not is up to them. Unlike almost all films lately, the dialogue was not purposely garbled in honor of a sort of auteur conceit. Even with my hearing deficits I could discern most of what was being said. The film was fascinatingly tedious. It’s much less of a linear narrative than it is a dream. It’s definitely better than Godfather 3, which I will admit is setting the bar pretty low.