• Father’s Day Eve And The Day Itself

    Posted by on June 21st, 2009 · Comments (5)

    I had a terrible nightmare last night. During it, I was watching the Yankees lose the 2009 ALCS to the Red Sox. It was Game 5, played at the new Yankee Stadium, and the score of the game was 16-5 (to give Boston the pennant). And, the score should have been worse as, in one point during the game, Aubrey Huff hit a three-run inside-the-park homer (to left-center) that was called back because he missed a base. (Yes, I know that Huff plays for the O’s. I can only guess, in my mind, that the Red Sox traded for him during the season.) I’m not exactly sure where I was…while watching this game. It was a big building like a banquet hall. And, there was a strange collection of people there, including Joe Buck, Tony LaRussa and his wife, and several readers of this blog who came by to introduce themselves.

    What I remember best from the nightmare is feeling so sick that my head was spinning because the Yanks were losing to the Sox, at home, and so badly. Yikes.

    On the brighter side, when I woke up this morning, my wife and kids had a few Father’s Day surprises for me. Among those were a book that my daughter made at school entitled “All About My Dad!” Inside, she wrote things like “My dad’s favorite thing to do is to watch the baseball games” and “My dad’s favorite television show is YES.” And, on the back cover, she drew this:

    fd2009

    Ah, if that won’t chase the nightmares away, what will?

    I’ve said this before on this blog, and I’ll say it again, now, because I do believe it to be true:

    Just as baseball and apple pie are staples of America, statistics and fathers are the hemoglobin of baseball. So, since today is Father’s Day (really, it is, Hallmark says so!), I want to wish all the fathers out there a Happy Father’s Day! Treat yourself to some Yankee baseball. And, more importantly, enjoy your family today. I know that I will.

    Comments on Father’s Day Eve And The Day Itself

    1. Evan3457
      June 21st, 2009 | 11:56 am

      My earliest memory of baseball is sitting on my father’s lap in front of the TV in late 1967, watching Ch. 11, and listening to Phil Rizzuto all excited about an RBI single by Jerry Kenny that gave the Yanks the lead. (It was probably 9/25/67 vs. Detroit at the Old Old Stadium; he singled in the 3rd to give the Yanks a 1-0 lead in a game they would win, 2-0. The Tigers were in a 4-way dogfight with the Red Sox, Twins and White Sox for the AL pennant. The Yanks were on their way to 9th-place finish, and a final record or 72-90.)

      I was 7 years old. My father would take me to my 1st Yankee game next year, Mickey Mantle’s last. We had box seats down the 1st base line, and I nearly got hit by a foul popup that landed two boxes away.

      For all the wonderful/miserable time I’ve wasted on baseball and the Yanks these last 42 years, thanks Dad.

      Happy Father’s Day to all.

    2. June 21st, 2009 | 11:59 am

      Great story Evan3457!

    3. MJ
      June 21st, 2009 | 1:45 pm

      My dad took me to my first ballgame (5/17/86) and I’ve been hooked ever since. Happy Father’s Day to my dad, to Steve, and to all the dads out there.

    4. Corey
      June 21st, 2009 | 2:40 pm

      “And, the score should have been worse ”
      ========
      lol anyone else laugh at that? ;)

    5. Raf
      June 21st, 2009 | 10:13 pm

      Happy Fathers Day to all!

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