I just watched the last game ever to be played at Yankee Stadium. Even though I could care less about who wins a meaningless game between two teams that I really don't like, I still like to see historical things. It was interesting to hear some legends of baseball like Whitey Ford and Reggie Jackson, speak about their experiences. These are people my dad told me stories about when I was a kid. To me, Reggie Jackson was the guy who tried to assassinate the queen of England in The Naked Gun. To my dad, he was the guy who hit three homeruns on three pitches in one World Series game.....at Yankee Stadium. It was strange to see players taking pictures with their own cameras on the field after the game. Everybody that goes to a major league game has a picture of themselves at the stadium, but you never think that it might be just as special (if not more) to the people who actually work there. Players were scooping dirt from the mound into containers, pulling up tufts of grass.....things normally reserved for unathletic dweebs like me who have only been on the field when playing MLB '08 on the Xbox and always wished they had the talent to do what those guys do.
That is the power of sports. Places like Yankee Stadium can bring generations together. Maybe someday I'll be able to go to New York with Jonah and see a game at the new stadium, and I can tell him about the players I got to see play there in 2000. Players like Derek Jeter and Bernie Williams and Mariano Rivera. That I sat in the same right field bleachers that Babe Ruth and Mickey Mantle and Reggie Jackson used to hit homeruns into.
That's why I love sports.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Too busy to what?
My blogging still sucks. I haven't been blogging, and I'm pretty sure I've lost 90% of my loyal readers. Hopefully Gjurg is still reading, otherwise I've lost them all. Anyways, I was trying to figure out why I haven't blogged much at all lately. I like to pretend I'm a big deal, and people stop by my MySpace page on a daily basis hoping for a blog. I imagine my friends smiling everytime their friend update thingy says "Andy posted a new blog." In reality, the only person who is pleased by this is me. I enjoy blogging for myself.
If I enjoy it, why haven't I been doing it?
Of course, the most obvious (and easiest) answer is that "I've been busy." This is everyone's excuse for everything. You don't call someone back, you tell them you've been busy. The real reason is that you didn't see any point in calling them back because the message they left was lame, and/or pointless. You didn't call them back because you were watching Wipeout and couldn't be bothered. You can't tell them that, so you say you're busy.
So have I in fact been too busy to blog? Yes and no. It is summer, and I've been spending less time inside. I'm trying to be more responsible at work, thus hampering my blogging time. I've been away from a computer while vacationing. So yes, I have been busy. Too busy to blog? Nope. Only takes half an hour. I could do it instead of watching re-runs of House on USA. Instead of mindlessly flipping channels. I could write a whole blog on people imagining they're too busy to do things. Everyone's busy. We all have stuff going on. Don't think you're special.
I finally realized that I haven't been blogging because I blog when I'm stressed out. When something annoys me. When I need to rant on something. I haven't blogged because I'm happy. Because my life is going well.
So to recap, bloggers want everyone to know how busy they are and how pissed off they are. I suppose there is a faction of people who blog to brag about how great they're doing too (see the above paragraph).
Once I start classes again, I'll have plenty of blog-worthy material. College kids who act exactly like my friends and I did 8 years ago, only now I see it as moronic and petty. There'll be some girl sitting in front of me wearing uggs and with her dental floss undies showing that I'll make fun of, knowing full well that 8 years ago I'd have been trying to figure out some way to start a conversation with her.
At some point before November, I'll write a blog about the election. I just don't know when I'm going to do this. The way I see this blog going in my head is that a few people respond with their opinions on the election and we have a discussion about it that furthers everyone understanding, allowing them to make informed voting decisions. The way it'll probably go is that I'll write something that someone takes wrong and all of a sudden everyone's mad and nobody talks to each other for months.
I take that back. The way it'll go is that I blog and the only person who cares is me. And that's the way it should be.
If I enjoy it, why haven't I been doing it?
Of course, the most obvious (and easiest) answer is that "I've been busy." This is everyone's excuse for everything. You don't call someone back, you tell them you've been busy. The real reason is that you didn't see any point in calling them back because the message they left was lame, and/or pointless. You didn't call them back because you were watching Wipeout and couldn't be bothered. You can't tell them that, so you say you're busy.
So have I in fact been too busy to blog? Yes and no. It is summer, and I've been spending less time inside. I'm trying to be more responsible at work, thus hampering my blogging time. I've been away from a computer while vacationing. So yes, I have been busy. Too busy to blog? Nope. Only takes half an hour. I could do it instead of watching re-runs of House on USA. Instead of mindlessly flipping channels. I could write a whole blog on people imagining they're too busy to do things. Everyone's busy. We all have stuff going on. Don't think you're special.
I finally realized that I haven't been blogging because I blog when I'm stressed out. When something annoys me. When I need to rant on something. I haven't blogged because I'm happy. Because my life is going well.
So to recap, bloggers want everyone to know how busy they are and how pissed off they are. I suppose there is a faction of people who blog to brag about how great they're doing too (see the above paragraph).
Once I start classes again, I'll have plenty of blog-worthy material. College kids who act exactly like my friends and I did 8 years ago, only now I see it as moronic and petty. There'll be some girl sitting in front of me wearing uggs and with her dental floss undies showing that I'll make fun of, knowing full well that 8 years ago I'd have been trying to figure out some way to start a conversation with her.
At some point before November, I'll write a blog about the election. I just don't know when I'm going to do this. The way I see this blog going in my head is that a few people respond with their opinions on the election and we have a discussion about it that furthers everyone understanding, allowing them to make informed voting decisions. The way it'll probably go is that I'll write something that someone takes wrong and all of a sudden everyone's mad and nobody talks to each other for months.
I take that back. The way it'll go is that I blog and the only person who cares is me. And that's the way it should be.
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