Hey, I remember the post, just a few minutes late! Go Philosopher, and go Twins!
For some reason it still strikes me as odd that there's professional baseball in Arizona. I mean, there's all the spring training, and the Diamondback have been around for more than 20 years. But the Twins have only ever played 21 games against Arizona in their history. And only 9 of those have been in Arizona. At least, according to the very brief research I was willing to do.
I wonder if that's the fewest games against the Twins have ever played against a team? Nope, not willing to look that one up right now. We don't even have an Arizona Diamondbacks option for our game log image... so yeah. Not a real team. Or at least only marginally a real team.
Anyway, tonight Smeltzer goes against Bumgarner, and the Twins are gonna win in the desert.
Hey, look at me remembering to make a post. It's because I'm feeling very pessimistic. Losing in Detroit will do that, I suppose. Some person no one knew was on the team is pitching and some other people will be filling spots in the field and/or batting order. But it's baseball, so it's still better than just about anything else. Go Twins!
Oh hey. It's Friday. That means I need to put up a gamelog. I almost forgot.
Twins are starting a good stretch for getting ahead in the division. Or behind, depending on how they play. Hopefully they turn it around and start taking a few games again. That's more fun.
Growing up, I saw this album at my Uncle Rock's house. Having no idea what it was actually about, or who Meat Loaf was, I was fairly scandalized by what seemed an edgy title and cover art. What a child I was.
Anyway, this definitely reminds me of Uncle Rock.
It's been a nice week to share a few songs. Thanks all!
My godson, Emerson, wasn't ever really verbal before he passed, but he definitely communicated through music. That was a key thing for him, and he seemed to really dig Billy Joel. Obviously this song isn't really about the good dying young, but that doesn't stop me from thinking about him when it is played.
Keeping with the theme this week, what are some notable songs you remember people by after they've passed? What do you want to be remembered by when you go?
Personally, I'd love a big brassy New Orleans jazz funeral.
And drop a list if you got one!
And this one is Grandma Novak.
My friend Radhika died pretty tragically last year, and this song tracks back to our time in college together. One of the first books we read in our class was The Collector by John Fowles, which is a perfectly creepy book about a kidnapping. And somehow or other Radhika and I ended up discussing this song as being creepy and kidnappy right alongside our book.
Also, yes, this has been played on the site before, but it's a different, just-Sting, performance at least?
Grandpa Novak, through and through.