May 25, 2020 – Memorial Day
No matter what you are doing today, even if it is still sheltering-at-home, please remember that the freedom to do that or any other activity in America was purchased with the blood of thousands of brave soldiers. We may debate the wisdom of the governmental authorities directing the response to COVID-19, and we may oppose the current or former wars in which the Nation has been embroiled, but we should agree at least that the sacrifices made for our country in each of these efforts is worth remembering.
(Tower Life Building, San Antonio)
It’s May 1st – We get to turn the page!
(photo from Nolan Ryan Foundation)
For many years Mrs. Commissioner (a very talented photographer) has been making a 12-month family calendar. Each month features photos highlighting events we enjoyed in that month the previous year. Consider it our personal Time-Hop app or Facebook Memories page. The calendar hangs in our kitchen and so we see it multiple times every day. Usually by the end of a month – regardless of whether it has 28, 29, 30 or 31 days – the photos get a bit too familiar, and we anticipate the new ones for the next month.
Well, we have just completed a month with 30 days, but of course we have been in the kitchen for virtually EVERY HOUR due to the COVID-19 quarantine. We may never want to see April 2020’s pictures again! Fortunately, May 1st has finally arrived and we get to turn the page. This may have been the most anticipated turn of the calendar in our family’s history, even though the pictures are not particularly historic. (If only there was a MLB ballpark somewhere in those cityscapes!)
(photos courtesy of Mrs. Commissioner, although not all her work)
While we are still somewhat in quarantine, as of today certain businesses in Texas can also begin to turn the page. Restaurants and stores can start admitting customers today up to 25% of occupancy capacity under Governor Abbott’s latest executive order. So I assume that we will venture out tonight for our first public engagement since March. This should be a May 1st that we will remember for a while, and it should create some good pictures that will be worth reviewing on our calendar come May 1, 2021.
I already have one historic May 1st memory that is imprinted on my brain. It is of a 44 year-old Nolan Ryan striking out future Hall-of-Famer Robbie Alomar for the final out of his 7th no-hitter on May 1, 1991. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L9m_Kk4kzAY.
And, yes, I remembered that this happened on this date without being reminded of it by any sports website. It was during the time that I was a die-hard Rangers fan. Practically every time Big Tex pitched it was memorable, but this one even more so.
(photo: Louis DeLuca, Dallas Times Herald)(what a great photo! The essence of Big Tex -striding off the mound with even the Blue Jays’ coach looking defeated in the background next to those two zeroes – no runs, no hits, no problem!)
I wasn’t at the game, but I watched it on television from my home about twenty miles from Arlington Stadium. I remember thinking that I had about as much chance of getting a hit off of Ryan from that distance as did any of the Blue Jays from 60’, 6”! And that Toronto team was on its way to the post-season with several All-Star players in addition to Alomar. The box score proves that this was certainly one of the most dominating performances ever by a 44 year-old pitcher. https://www.baseball-almanac.com/boxscore/05011991.shtml, with 16 strike outs, no hits and only 2 walks. There wasn’t even a particularly note-worthy defensive play as is so often the case in no-hitters and perfect games.
This is the closest TOR came to getting a hit. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_cHwJYAwm0. Compare that to this catch that saved Mark Buehrle’s perfect game. https://www.mlb.com/video/wise-robs-homer-saves-perfecto-c5699065. Dewayne Wise had to catch the ball twice, once over the fence in his glove and then again on the warning track with his bare hand! No extraordinary fielding was needed to preserve the historic event this night. The Ryan Express was simply unhitable on May 1, 1991. His mastery made even the notoriously stoic Ryan smile. And who knew that he had such a nice smile? You have to love the joy that sports accomplishments can bring out in even the most understated of men. We need it now more than ever, and I can’t wait to experience it live again. I would happily turn the page to this picture every day.
(photo from Nolan Ryan Foundation)
Thanks, Nolan, for giving us all something to smile about, even 29 years later. Happy May Day!
April 20, 2020
“Happy 4/20 Day!”
I awoke at 5:40 a.m. to the ding of a text from my eldest daughter sending me this greeting. My first thought was, ‘alright! TBR v. HOU, Snell v. Verlander!’ Then I remembered that there would be no live baseball game on this 4/20 because of Covid-19. I then also realized that she wasn’t talking about baseball, although she is as much of a fan as any of my three children.
Since I was awake I decided to go for an early walk with our dog and my outlook was brightened by the beauty of my hometown, which I have been seeing a lot more of these days with no baseball to occupy my time. As I walked I was reminded of how much I enjoy living downtown when it includes vistas like this one.
This is no urban jungle, at least not one in the pejorative sense of the term. And that made me think of the term “concrete jungle” which brought back to mind my least favorite ball park, Tropicana Field.
(SDO@TBR, August 14, 2016, St. Petersburg, FL) Was ever a park more inappropriately named? This view challenges my assertion on 4/13 that a ball park is beautiful at work or at play. I love (not!) how the carpet goes from green to brown to simulate the outfield warning track. Does the player have to look down to see the color change or is he expected to discern it in his field of vision? Can he see down while looking up? Of course, he might as well look down as it is no harder to see the ball from that posture than it is by looking into the white teflon roof. There may also be concrete in those supports holding up the roof, but there is undoubtedly concrete under the synthetic turf. It is an ugly, cavernous concrete mall, not a tropical field, and it should not even be called a ballpark. And, other than during a pandemic, more people go to the retail mall than to this baseball one.
I could have used this photo also in my 4/13 reference to “Silent Spring.” I think the announced attendance that night was under 10,000, and the actual attendance was around 5,000. It was so quiet that we could hear the hot dog vendor in right field from our seats all the way over in left field.
So, no doubt, were they actually playing MLB games today, the TBR players would have been happy to be in Houston, even if they did have to worry about banging trash cans. Hey, at least they would be harder to hear in Minute Maid than at The Trop.
And I know Bob Marley loved kettle drums. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEP90YLHDCE.
April 15, 2020
Happy Jackie Robinson Day!
MLB may not be playing live games this year on the day it named in his honor back in 1997, but at least we also don’t have to worry about filing our tax returns on this Jackie Robinson Day. Let’s all hope that when the extended IRS filing deadline comes around on July 15, we all will again be enjoying in the ballpark of our choice the great game that Jackie played so beautifully .
Long-time B.A.B.E.S. members may recall my observations about the movie “42” when it was released in 2013. I plan to watch it again tonight with my son, which should be an excellent two-hour break from quarantine. We all remember Robinson as a great and ground-breaking ball-player. One who knew him well, Negro League great Buck O’Neil, may have best summarized Jackie’s impact on our country as a whole:
“Before Martin [Luther King Jr.], there was Jackie, before Rosa Parks, there was Jackie, before Brown v Board of Education, there was Jackie, before the Civil Rights marches in the South, there was Jackie, before Thurgood Marshall was named to the Supreme Court of the United States, there was Jackie, and before President Truman desegregated the military, there was Jackie.”
I would add this: “before Jackie Robinson, baseball and our country were incomplete.”
Here is the link to my earlier post if you are interested. https://babesbaseball.wordpress.com/2013/05/04/of-course-you-can/.
April 13, 2020
(U. S. Cellular Field, Aug. 16, 2015)
Okay, so it wasn’t Spring, but the photo above was the closest one I could find in my personal archives depicting an empty stadium. Jack and I got to the ballpark very early that Sunday afternoon in Chicago, even earlier than we usually do, and I remember intentionally taking advantage of the emptiness of the stands to take this picture. It did not stay that way for long.
A ballpark is a beautiful place regardless of whether it is at work or at rest. That is true even for a park that was described as a “concrete behemoth” despite having been designed by the same firm that oversaw the simultaneous construction of Camden Yards, the now-classic park that ushered in the era of retro-parks and opened only one year after “New Comiskey” debuted on Chicago’s South Side in 1991.
Personally, I liked U. S. Cellular more than the critics, although it has been improved by several renovations in its now thirty-year history. I do wonder, however, why they positioned it away from the downtown view, which could have been spectacular from our seats in the right field upper deck. Unfortunately, we had to go down the steps and pose on the concourse to get the Second City in the background.
B.A.B.E.S. member Matt Bardwell, obviously a North Sider with his Cubs hat, and his lovely wife Jenna were our hosts that day, even on the South Side. Matt was runner-up for the Rocky in 2014, but I guess he was satisfied with the consolation prize, the Cubs’ 2016 World Championship. (Not as great as winning the Rocky, but it will do.) You can see the impressive skyline of Chicago in the background. That would have made an iconic outfield view, much more so than the sliver of Lake Michigan you can see on a really clear day. (Go back to the picture above and zoom to the left of the Xfinity sign in left field, and you can almost make out a sail boat on the water between the buildings.)
As we continue to wait out the COVID-19 virus and hope for the return of baseball, I have been reviewing many of my photos from the nineteen parks Jack and I have visited together. If this continues, I may spend the rest of the Spring reliving those good times. Father and son ballpark photos may be all that I have to post in the weeks to come, and if so I hope you will enjoy seeing them as much as Jack and I have enjoyed posing for them. I am also doing quite a bit of writing and some reading, so I should have a few other thoughts to share during this Silent Spring. Obviously, we still have a ways to go before things return to “normal.”
Here is a picture of Market Street in downtown San Antonio on a work day last week. Living in downtown, I have had very little trouble social distancing. The Riverwalk may not be silent, but it is very, very quiet.
As you may know, the term “Silent Spring” was coined by Rachel Carson, or her editors, as the title for her ground-breaking book published in 1962. It was the first work to challenge the aggressive use of pesticides in agriculture as well as other chemicals being used in the heavily industrialized second half of the Twentieth Century. She warned that the overuse of chemicals (she did not advocate for elimination of them, as is often suggested) would ultimately have a devastating effect on wildlife, leaving us in an eerily silent season. Her work is considered by most experts to be the beginning of the modern environmentalist movement, and she is credited with having a significant impact on the health of the planet. You can read more about her at this link.
I have not actually read Silent Spring, but given the current pandemic quarantine, and the absence of Spring baseball, I think I will check it out. Obviously, we have some new hazards in the United States and around the world to become educated about. Although no one seems to know if the COVID-19 is a naturally occurring or man-made killer, my guess is that man had something to do with it, and that is not even considering my theology. There is a theory being espoused, however, that not every consequence of COVID-19 is bad. https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/factcheck/2020/03/25/fact-check-coronavirus-crisis-benefiting-environment/2908300001/. I am no scientist, but I can say that the San Antonio River is running a little clearer these days.
Of course, San Antonio itself is always beautiful, in my biased opinion.
This is my commute to the office, when our building isn’t under a lock down. Who knows when that will next be?
One thing I do know for certain, however, is that when baseball returns, it will play a major part in healing our nation and other parts of the world who have discovered the beauty of the greatest game, like Japan and Korea and Australia. Almost all B.A.B.E.S. members will remember the amazing impact MLB had on our country after the 9/11 attacks. The COVID-19 killer has shown no prejudice based on borders. Therefore, the nationalistic video clip I have posted several times of President Bush throwing out the first pitch in Game 3 of the 2001 World Series in Yankee Stadium is not truly applicable. Yet, baseball provided the platform for that incredible moment of national healing, and I never get tired of watching it.
In many ways, this new threat to America and the world is a much greater threat to us and to baseball than were the terrorist attacks. Then the continuation of play depended largely on the security of our borders and the expertise of game day operations officials and local law enforcement. Obviously they did a stellar job then and have continued to do so for the nearly twenty years since 9/11/01. But this killer is harder to stop at the border and even harder to detect in a crowd. So it seems almost certain that when baseball does return it will be without fans in the stands, at least at first. If that occurs, then every game will be like the one BAL and CWS played in Camden Yards in 2015 after many days of rioting in Baltimore put the city under semi-martial law.
If that happens, our Silent Spring will continue at least for the players. Perhaps the game-day operations officials will figure out a way for fans to Zoom-in to the ballpark sound system and cheer on their teams. But silent or rowdy, live or telecast, there are two words I can hardly wait to hear: