Ah, the joys of living in Boston. I used to love Patriots’ Day (aka Boston Marathon Monday). Boston is on holiday today. One wakes up very early. If you are one of the “good” people, you head out to Hopkinton to start the race. If you are one of the “regular” folks, you begin drinking. We liked Heartbreak Hill, but one year I worked on Boyleston about a block away from the finish line. What a scene!
After the marathon, one heads immediately to Kenmore Square for the Red Sox game. More partying. Good stuff. And if one is still going, he heads into town after the early game to finish off the day.
I will say Patriots’ Day in Boston is unlike any Monday in any other city.
Drew over at Ace of Spades posted the following video. How humiliating.
Yes, today should still be a national holiday. It’s been so busy I haven’t even scored a game this week. My Phillies lost another opener.
Yet, it’s still Opening Day and that is a wonderful thing! To celebrate allow me to provide you the finest comedy routine ever performed.
Each Opening Day I read Casey At the Bat to my students and my children. It’s a classic with rich language. While not a poetry juggernaut, it does describe the national pastime as beautifully as ever written.
The following is an offbeat rendition of this American classic. Enjoy!
Another guy obsessed with statistics . . . Dana Perino earned my respect recently. She stated that she left tv news when she decided she could not stick a microphone in the face of a mother whose daughter was murdered. Bravo! . . . Here’s a guy who spells out why he’s a conservative. I am not certain I agree with every point, but I applaud him putting it forth . . . Amanda is back blogging. She found Tumblr. eCache readers have known about Tumblr for a long time . . . A very interesting discussion about children’s online rights and whether or not they can reclaim data when they reach adulthood . . . It is truly a sad day: Will is shuttering BBT. No more executive games . . . 60% of this district’s population skipped school on Good Friday . . . Lent is over and I ordered my first soda in 40 days. I switched it immediately for Gert’s lemonade. I did not enjoy the soda at all, seriously . . . I am certain my former prep school teachers thought differently, but two playwrights they introduced me to have recently declared their conservatism. First was David Mamet (American Buffalo and Sexual Perversity in Chicago among many others) and now Tom Stoppard (Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead). Go figure . . .
It looks like the Chicago Tribune is trying to raise some cash to pump into the fledgling Cubs. As such, it is looking for a corporate sponsor to name Wrigley Field. Forget that Wrigley Field is already named after a business, and forget that the Trib owns the team. The more corporate names the better, I suppose.
Back when the Phillies were building their new stadium there was a lot of talk of naming it Ashburn Field. Fans liked that. The thing is, it would bring no cash. Remember all the cash Enron brought the Astros?
I like the way Baltimore has handled this: Oriole Park at Camden Yards. It is elegant. And their stadium is still the finest I have seen a game in.
Anyhow, I ran through some ideas I thought might look good above “Home of the Chicago Cubs”. (more…)