Sunday, August 15, 2021

In the Moment

I've heard so many people say, "Be in the moment."  In other words, don't focus on the past or the future.  Focus on NOW.  In other words, "Be in the present."

Now, that may be a favorable approach in a number of instances.  However, while drinking too much alcohol may be enjoyable "in the moment," excess drinking could have an impact on the next day, or even immediately.  

So, while it may feel great to have more alcohol today so as to "be in the moment," there may be a price to pay, tomorrow, in terms of a hangover.  

Or maybe sooner.

Suggestion: Do think about drinking too much "in the moment," given the future.

Monday, August 2, 2021

Sign of the Cross

I grew up Catholic. Went to St. Mark's grammar school in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn NYC.  

The nuns taught us the sign of the cross.  What the sign of the cross involves is using your right hand to touch your forehead, then your heart area,  then your left shoulder, and then your right shoulder.  It was a sign that indicated we believed in God the Father, his son Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost. 

Many decades ago, I was playing baseball in a league and decided to make the sign of the cross when stepping into the batter's box.  I'm not sure where I got that idea.  But the ritual made me feel much more confident at the plate.

However, my manager said back then, "Don't do that sign of the cross.  I'll tell you why."

He never told me why or why not.  But I stopped using the sign of the cross as per the manager's directive.  Truly, I had felt better using the sign of the cross when I was up to bat.  Like God was on my side.

Decades later, now (August 2021), when I watch Major League Baseball (Mets mostly), so many players use the sign of the cross before they are at bat, and especially after getting a hit. Or, after getting a big hit, they might do some sort of gesture that symbolizes thanks to Heaven.  OK.  Up to them.

But let's say I'm pitching and I give up the winning home run to a batter who uses the sign of the cross, and he crosses home plate while using the sign of the cross or some other sort of thanks to Heaven. 

As the pitcher who gave up the home run, I would use a Brooklyn hand sign towards the Heavens, and ask, "WTF?  Why did you let him hit a home run off me?  WTF?" 

Previous paragraph would be a good skit, methinks.  

Friday, March 26, 2021

Ebbets Field Tears

Well, the Dodgers had abandoned Brooklyn and gone to LA, after the 1957 baseball season.  

That year, in October, I played in Ebbets Field, as part of a Gravesend Youth Center (GYC) program event.  (I can't confirm the date.  But it happened.) 

I was on the Bantam Team.  Ten years old.  We played the GYC Grasshopper team which was, on average, one or two years older than us.  Big difference.  We felt that we were doomed to lose.  And we lost.

During the middle of the game, I was sent out to play centerfield.  I was not a centerfielder, but there I went.  Duke Snider, Willie Mays, and Mickey Mantle all played there.  And so many others.

When I arrived in center field, the Ebbets Field grass was half-way up to my knees.  I almost cried. Ebbets Field had been neglected.

Someone hit a shot to center.  I did not see the ball until it had risen above the top of the stadium grandstand. When I saw the ball, I could see that it would be way over my head.  A big double.  

Later, when I got up, I grounded out to short.  I hustled hard to first but was out by a stride. 0 for 1.

It was not a good day.  But I got to play in Ebbets Field before they destroyed that "blessed" Brooklyn structure, two years later, in 1960.  

As a kid, I thought I'd be a Brooklyn Dodger one day.  It was a dream that did not manifest.  But I did get to play in Ebbets Field.

Sunday, February 14, 2021

Mets Prediction Came True

When the Brooklyn Dodgers abandoned Brooklyn, NYC, I started to root for the NY Yankees.  But my heart was not into it, until came Roger Maris. 

Back then, there were Mickey Mantle vs Roger Maris fans.  I liked them both.  

Maris hit 61 homers but in a 162 game season, vs Babe Ruth's 60 homers in a 154 game season.  Thus, Mr. Maris received an asterisk re the 162 game schedule. 

Later, in 1962, the NY Mets began.  I predicted that it would take 8 years for the Mets to be competitive.  That turned out to be true.  

In 1969, during the 8th season of the Mets, the Mets won the World Series on my birthday.  How gratifying that was.