Opening Day Notes…

HAPPY (REAL) OPENING DAY!
Even though the actual opening day game for Yankees fans will end up being played tomorrow night. Damn rain.

I know I haven’t posted in a while, here’s a few things that have been keeping my mind occupied:

- In a surprise to EVERYONE (except his immediate family, I’m guessing), Japanese Superstar and Yankees DH Hideki Matsui got married to a pencil sketch. Or that’s what it looked like at the press conference. Seems the sketch was the best that could be done for the press with such short notice. Really? He doesn’t have one photo of his wife? And who drew that thing anyway? She’s… uh, pretty? Come on, I know a three year old who does better portraits. Maybe I’m missing some kind of cultural reference here, but the whole thing seemed a little weird to me.

- As (cruel and unusual) punishment for complaining too much about the horrifying coverage TBS gave last year’s division series, the MLB has now cursed all of America’s baseball fans by awarding the second rate network Sunday Night Baseball as part of a seven year deal, along with FOX, who employs my least favorite sportscaster. Lovely.

- Morgan Ensberg, who made the Yank’s bench this season, did the smart thing. Crazed Paul O’Neill fans can now root for him guilt-free. [OH NO! See Update Below!]

- Even the ultra-rich and privileged are looking for love. As is one particular superstar. Can NO ONE pass these guys my number? Come on people… a little help here?

- Yogi has a soft spot for Robbie Cano, just like me!

Obviously I’ve been a little preoccupied with Spring Fever. I can hardly wait for the first game of the season, and I’m going down to the stadium for Wednesday’s game – hopefully it warms up and dries off a bit by then. Happy Baseball!

UPDATE: Yankee newcomer LaTroy Hawkins, who I was poised to genuinely like this season, who I had hoped would adjust quickly to New York, has snatched up Paulie’s No. 21 as soon as Morgan Ensberg was able to drop it. Crap. Okay, LaTroy had previously been issued Roger Clemens’ No. 22, which had to be a little more uncomfortable for the pitcher (who makes these terrible decisions?)… AND he claims 21 is in tribute to the late great Roberto Clemente, but still… It’s now PAINFULLY clear Mr. Hawkins does not yet understand the New York fans. Some guys just don’t get it.

[Much thanks to Pete Abraham for many of the stories I've linked to here, and for writing the only blog I read religiously.]

~ by lisa on March 31, 2008.