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:
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.